“Uh….a little of the theory, sir” Kathlin responded as she walked behind Sharon up the stairs. “Nothing much”

Walking at quite a brisk pace, it did not take long for the pair to reach Sharon’s office, or ‘sanctum’. A sorry state it was in by that point, with the desk overturned and chairs broken after the fight with the chevaliers (and Malizia) earlier. Kathlin obligingly levitated the desk and tilted it rightside up, and Sharon picked up the only chair in the room that had miraculously not been broken in order to seat himself on it.

“Were you thinking of teleporting the giant Draenei, Mister Dal’dieb?” Kathlin enquired as she perched perilously on the edge of a three-legged chair. “I expect she is in the order of ten to twenty times her standard height, the size of a portal needed to transport that mass…would require an overcharge of the spell by….quadruple the mana drain. Maybe more. Is that why you wanted the mana crystals?”

….

“She is also probably covered in Night Elves. Preventing them from being transported also could be a problem for you. Although…I suppose you might not mind that” Kathlin added, cocking a head as she listened to the faint shrieks and roars audible from the street, before looking back at Sharon. “….unless you had a different plan, of course?”

*

“Antidotes…antidotes….I swear to the Light, I left them in that box!”

Down in the cellars inside Sharon’s – now Liaena’s – private laboratory, Liaena looked up with hair amok and wild eyed from a large crate that she was searching through, before diving to start rooting through another, identical crate. “Why, WHY does everyone always move my things!?”

Maybe Malizia and the Night Elves could exterminate each other? That would definitely be a net positive, a small part of Liaena’s brain that appeared to have taken a backseat mused to itself. After all, if Malizia ending up crushing the entire city, Sherpa might die too. It could probably be rebuilt eventually.

“Rrgh! Stupid, brainless, elves that break my things!”

Glancing up from her fruitless search, Liaena’s eyes locked upon a vial of liquid that was sitting innocuously on the countertop. It was, evidently to her eyes, her polymorph.

….

So in theory, a giant small animal would still be considerably smaller than a giant giant draenei.

And it wasn’t as though she had anything else.

“Okay, fine! I’ll take it!” Liaena snapped at nobody in particular as she grabbed the vial and charged off again, out of the door and into the kitchens. “Miz Collins! MIZ COLLINS! WHERE’S THE GAME LARDER?”

Serphia walked through the corridors with an attempted normal pace, as she headed back towards the old guestroom she had used earlier before being disturbed by the insolent Draenei. The same one that seemed to have formed a peculiar relationship with the warband's magi.

One part of her wanted to hurry, though Serphia would instead take each step in turn, swaying her large hips with each step and causing her big butt to bounce behind her. In truth, she was more trying to focus on just the delightful, enraged squirming of the sentinels stuck in said butt. Or more specifically, the most delightful of them all; Sentinel Rithrynn.

"Ohhhh, Syn'Dial. I hope you are ready for round two... I feel like stretching this one out a bit!"

Serphia purred as she could see the door to the living room ahead of her, but as she reached out to grab around the door knob, a muscle in her forehead suddenly twitched and her silvery eyes flared as she suddenly heard running and a familiar voice coming from behind her.

"Mistress Serphia! Mistress Serphia!"

Lithrielle exclaimed as she stopped behind Serphia, her features looking quite frightened!

*Churning*

"There's a MASSIVE DRAENEI outside the mansion! It's the death knight... the midget's potions... THEY HAD A SIDE EFFECT! Aleena is fighting her now, we... "

*CRACK*

A loud, audible crack could be heard as Serphia's hand, already clasping firmly in a super strong grip around the door knob, suddenly pulled the very knob out of the door; a shower of splinters following it as the Captain spun around like a whirlwind to tower over the messenger, eyes burning like two blue gems, nostrils flaring, and the broken door knob still in her hand.

"Lithri... " Serphia uttered, utterly fuming as she glowered down at Lithrielle.

The sentinel, in turn, had shrunk almost visibly in the Captain's presence, her long purple elven ears now pointing downwards as she cowered before her Captain.

"I didn't... I just told you! I... URKH!"

Lithrielle was cut off mid sentence as Serphia had grabbed her by her breastplate, and was dragging the sentinel with her as she headed back down the corridor she had just come from, discarding the broken door knob in the process.

"I swear I will shove that nefarious little midget so far up that Death Knight's oversized ass, no one will be able to find her; and then send her back to that accursed "Sherpa" high elf so that the world may forever be rid of her blasted potions!"

Serphia growled between the garbled attempts from Lithrielle to speak as she was being dragged behind the Captain down the corridor!

*

"Owwwhh! Would you just stand still so I can, groowhh... GRAB YOU!" Malizia snarled out as she tried to grab the impertinent little Draenei Meirie as she was climbing all around her body.

It was like being attacked by a papercut demon or something, or a malformed mosquito from hell!

It was not fair, all Malizia wanted to do was take advantage of this great opportunity that she now had, towering as she was over most of the buildings in the district! Yet Mei would put herself in the path of her fun? Had she no shame?!

"You may be fast, but the slow and steady wins the race... " Malizia suddenly grinned a she heard the battle cry of Aleena as the Sentinel came leaping in from behind her, all the while Mei prepared to throw herself down her back in a long slash!

Deciding it was time to play the little fools against one another, Malizia suddenly crouched down, whipping her tail up to slap Aleena across the back and suddenly launch the Night Elf right up, causing her to fly screaming right into Mei in a painful mid-air collision as both Mei and Aleena went tumbling through the air in a heap as they plummeted to the ground of the garden in a painful crash!

As the two would be heroes fell at her feet, Malizia would once again spring her knees, jumping up from her crouching position and up into the air! As the giant Draenei was temporarily suspended in the air, the forces of gravity just about to take hold of her again, she would extend her legs, and bare two massive, dark blue buttocks as she began falling down towards the fallen Mei and Aleena in a monumental butt-slam maneuver that would be positively earth-shattering for the rest of the district!

"Aaaaand strike!" Malizia called out as she began falling, cackling like mad as she looked down. She could not see Aleena nor Mei past her own large hips, but she knew where they had landed, and could barely hold back her anticipation as the giantess fell towards them!

*

“Miz Collins! MIZ COLLINS! WHERE’S THE GAME LARDER?”

Liaena would have little warning as she charged towards the kitchen, just as passing around one of the corners ahead of her on the way to the kitchen would be none other than Serphia!

Positioning herself in front of her like an iron wall, Serphia wouldn't even move an inch as Liaena collided into her like a high-speed-apprentice-missile, and was knocked back onto the floor!

Serphia cast her an impatient glare as she studied the human apprentice. Behind her, Lithrielle stood ever so dutifilly, but with a clear, worried expression on her face as her eyes constantly seemed to shift between the interaction between Liaena and Serphia, and up towards the general direction of the garden.

"I would normally ask for an explanation, ape... " Serphia started, glowering at Liaena with a fury of someone who had been dragged out of their well-deserved morning snooze on a sunday!
"But now, I need a solution. To the problems YOU created! Have you perchance seen the giant death knight outside?"

Serphia asked with a dangerous tone as she pointed with her thumb up towards the general direction of the garden from the cellar, whilst her silvery eyes remained constantly locked upon Liaena as if she was worried the apprentice might vanish in thin air if she ever looked away from her for as much as a second!

She had little time for midgets, nor apes, NOR midget apes. NOR had she time for their potion shenanigans, spawning giant Death Knights outside the very house to ruin Serphia's otherwise perfect romantic moment! One part of Serphia's brains was currently running through countless of potential punishments for Liaena, should the girl even CONSIDER failing in delivering an immediate miracle cure for their problems!

"You are not too far off the mark, my dear apprentice!" Sharon said as he was reaching below his desk and removing a fake plate from it side, before grabbing for a wooden handle to pull something akin to a suitcase out of the desk.

"However, for the project I have in mind, we will need no less than a mountain of mana crystals to pull that off! That is, unless we cheat." There was a slight smirk on the High Elf's lips as he completely pulled the suitcase like container out of the desk, which actually revealed itself to be some kind of bronze trimmed wooden framed holding device with a pair of green, glowing fel crystals that hummed with a sickly green and white light as they jingled from their holdings inside the open frame.

"Now, these hold many times the power of ordinary arcane crystals. Though they are technically illegal, partly because they can be quite dangerous in the hands of the inexperienced." Sharon explained, perhaps sensing the worried expression on Kathlin's face as she noticed the forbidden crystals.

"However, that is only if you are an inexperienced, second-rate conjurer of cheap tricks. As a doctore philosoficum honorary student of the posthumously renowned Dalaran class of advanced metaphysics and quantum arcane entanglement, I know fel crystals are only dangerous if you try to channel them through yourself. Given the proper setup... "

A loud clanking noise could be heard as Sharon opened one of the taller shelves in the office, and nearly a sea of rods, stands and apperatuses made of various brass and metal alloys stumbled out onto the ground.
The High Elf had already picked up some of the alien instruments, which almost looked like they belonged to some gnomish, eldtrich engine, and began putting them together into a strange stand which seemed to resemble a multi-lensed, multi-colored and expanding magnifying glass in the middle of the setup.

" .. it is perfectly possible to completely negate any of the risks otherwise associated with the chaotic powers of fel magic, by channeling it through inorganic inanimate materiumnalis laden by noble metals to avoid lingering corruption. Ohh, and grab this."

Sharon said as he suddenly threw a heavy, lead laced apron over to Kathlin along with some shaded goggles, and began to remove his own cloak and replace it with a similar apron.

"Put on the protective gear. Just in case! Better than safe than sorry, am I right?"

“No don’t you dare interfere you blasted brat!” Mei roared noticing the night elf trying to play here in this fight. By the time Malizia sent the tiny sentinel flying towards Meirie with her tail, Mei already had a face of pure annoyance and it clearly read: ‘ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?’

“AGHHHHHH!” She groaned in pain as she impacted the stone ground and had a rather not really that small sentinel on top of her. Granted the night elf wasn’t really that heavy, but considering the speed of impact it did hurt, especially considering Mei was dressed in only cloth. She then blinked in a flash as she barely noticed what was happening and she immediately took hold of the sentinel’s sword and did a rapid roll to the side, followed by a jump and just barely avoiding the giant falling Malizia.

“As the death knight seemingly landed on the rather still probably confused night elf, Mei did a dash to the side and got herself a very direct line of fire at the other draenei’s face, using the dust cloud as coverage.

The grip on the sword tightened, her muscles flexed as she took a throwing position and and a flash speed movement hurled the sword at the draenei’s face. Still the death knight wasn’t exactly the most stationary target so the sword slide across her cheek and then nose, leaving a rather deep cut, but didn’t really hit the eye as she originally aimed at.

“You missed… and it seems so did I…” Mei shouted as she once more dashed towards the draenei, using the moment where Malizia was on sitting position on the ground to climb up on her back and aiming to get to her head this time.

“But now, I need a solution. To the problems YOU created! Have you perchance seen the giant death knight outside?"

“That I…” Liaena began heatedly, before shutting her mouth with an audible ‘clack’ as she glowered up at Serphia.

“Those with no potions, shouldn’t pick fights with big Night Elves!” -- The small globule of brain matter labelled ‘common sense’ cried plaintively.

“Why thank you, me. I hadn’t noticed.”

“I haven’t seen it, but apparently it exists. I was down here looking for an antidote. Unfortunately most of my stock got blown up by something”

Okay, maybe small amounts of fight-picking.

Luckily, Serphia seemed to have ignored her impudence in favour of fixating on the potion, readily apparent in Liaena’s hand. “Is that an antidote!? Give it here, ape!”

“Nooo – no, not exactly!” Liaena cautioned, taking a quick step back to ward off any potential lunges at her as she held up a hand in restraint. “It’s a polymorph. Add a hair of an animal to it, and whoever drinks it becomes that animal. My line of thinking was: make the giant Draenei a much smaller giant thing that can’t fight – that has to be an improvement”

“….”

“….”

“….I am not that small!” Liaena snarled, as she finally caught the motive of the two Night Elves, both of which and Serphia in particular were giving her a very fixed stare. “I meant – like a rabbit or something! Miz Collins keeps game hanging, I think!”

*

“So….you mean to say that it isn’t illegal, so long as you do it properly?” Kathlin enquired lightly, with a trace of a smile on her face as she looked back at the High Elf. “That’s just what Li says”

The girl looked down at the armour she had just received. “So yes, I will use this. Thank you”

A minute later, the pair looked like oversized gnomish alchemists in their strange garb. Kathlin studied the mesh of cogs and gears, that Sharon was starting to carefully assemble into some sort of weird machine. “Mister Daldieb, your house is warded and the Death Knight is outside it. You’re either going to need to break through the spells protecting us, or take the highly illegal thing outside. I expect guards will arrive shortly”

….

“Did you want help setting that up? Although, it is against several tenants of my religion unfortunately”

There was a moment of pause as the understanding of what Liaena really was talking about finally sinked in with the two elves.

For a moment, the color of both Serphia and Lithrielle's faces vanished slightly, and their eyes widened as they thought of the possible outcomes. To Serphia, the thought of turning the already giant Draenei Death Knight into a monstrous, giant spider that could rampage through the streets with its long, icky legs was enough to send a chill down the otherwise stoic warrioress's spine. And to Lithrielle, the image of turning the Draenei into a giant frog with a jabbing, long sticky tongue was perhaps even more frightening than the current thing outside of the mansion.

And then again, even the idea of a giant, evil rabbit with command over the powers of evil at its disposal...

"I think you are underestimating rabbits, little human, they are... " Lithrielle started carefully, peering down at Liaena from behind her Captain, only for Serphia to suddenly raise a hand towards her to motion her to be quiet.

*

"Wait, I recognize that voice... wait, it's Li. IT'S LI!"

Trapped as she was within the voluptuous booty of the Captain, all the voices except Serphia's own became muffled to the tiny Sentinel, Rithrynn. But even though the overly large butt(and her own series of curses), Rithrynn recognized the annoyingly snarky, always slightly sarcastic tone of Liaena!

Liaena, who was responsible for whatever craziness it was that had taken over the Captain! Who was responsible for the fact that she, ever loyal and faithful, never dishonest Rithrynn was now trapped in the Captain's butt!

"LIIIIII!" Rithrynn immediately screamed as the tiny elf was spurred into action, beginning to write and squirm madly about in her dark prison!
"THIS IS YOUR MESS! GET ME OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW, YOU BITCH!"

"Nooo, don't move so much!" Shani, the other Night Elf below Rithrynn, pleaded desperately. Though her pleas fell on deaf ears, or were outright ignored, as the only reply Shani would receive was the sole of Rithrynn's boot as the tiny elf suddenly kicked the elf below her right in the face, sending Shani flying deeper up into Serphia's butt as the tiny Rithrynn entered into a frenzy!

"IF YOU DON'T FIX THIS RIGHT NOW, I SWEAR I WILL STRANGLE YOUR TREACHEROUS NECK, AND STEAL YOUR SHAWWY ... as soon as I get out!"

*

"What about that thing, whatever it was, that made the Draenei giant?" Serphia inquired, her eyes narrowing as she studied the tiny human.
"You... mmmh, don't have any of those lying around, little human?"

As the Captain spoke, she suddenly found herself having to focus to avoid smiling too much. For whatever reason, Rithrynn; whilst always furious; had suddenly been spurred into a maddening fury within her rear. As her knees began to grow weak, Serphia placed one hand on her large hips as she slowly gyrated them, all the while trying to maintain a semi-serious face that did not betray the commotion going on within her booty too much...

Lithrielle, standing behind her, stood still as a statue; though her eyes flickered between Serphia's face and butt, she dared say nothing!

"Ahh.. mhm, we could even the playing field if so."

*

"Ughh... owww, hey wait!" Aleena suddenly exclaimed as she saw Mei suddenly run away as the Night Elf staggered back onto her feet.
"The fight is THAT way. You're runnin the wrong! ... "

...

"Oh Elun,-"

*CRASH*

Aleena's ears dropped low when she looked up, only to see what Mei was fleeing from; as the Death Knight's gigantic butt came falling down like a mountain! The sentinel would immediately vanish beneath the darkened mass of Malizia's giant butt. Letting out a laugh and wriggling her butt triumphantly, Malizia enjoyed the sensation of feeling the smaller Aleena as the sentinel would disappear up into her butt, letting out a teasing moan.

Though her brief victory celebration would be cut short by an impudent attack from Mei! Furious, Malizia glared behind her, noticing the incoming Draenei!

"Not so easy!" Malizia grinned as she suddenly threw herself backwards, to land on Mei; but as she did, she suddenly noticed another set of figures come running out the back door of the mansion.
In fact, it was a Night Elf Sentinel, holding... the most beautiful human female she had ever seen. Silje...

"LET ME GO-LET-ME-GOLEMMEGOLEMEMEGOo!" Silje cried out in terror in the Night Elf's hands, only to freeze to a statue when she looked out into the garden and saw Malizia.

All the while, the Sentinel holding the little human female called out encouragingly!

"LOOK! I FOUND A DISTRACTION!"

"Although, it is against several tenants of my religion unfortunately”

"So is letting evil run rampant I presume!" Sharon answered swiftly as he was focusing on aligning a long bronze rod that almost served as a kind of cylindrical barrel that he aimed towards one of the windows leading out into the garden behind the mansion.

The sound of chaos coming from outside could easily be heard all the way into the sanctum. A deep tremor suddenly shook the entire building, causing bits of dust to drain down from the roof through the cracks and douse the sanctum below.

"Please take the Arcane Difican,- ahem, I mean the purple looking disc and insert it into the brass cage over there!" Sharon said as he instructed Kathlin to help him set up the large apparatus, which at this point consisted of a maze of long, narrow bronze stilts and flashy gems and glasses arrayed in a dazzling form.

"I would not worry too much about the wards right now. She is within the property, and this is not exactly your everyday teleportation. No, this is transdimensional rifting, as we used to call it back at the acedemy."

Sharon smirked as he headed over to the other side of the room, opening the window so that the apperatus had a clear view out into the garden - and the great fight going on outside.

"If all goes well, this will create a rift for our dear guest to fall through - sending her into another world somewhere in the twisting nether... " Sharon said as he found a bronze box with a brightly red, ornate button attached on the top of it. Removing the protective safety glass case and muttering a quick enchantment that caused the runes on the side of the box to glow with the same hue as that of the rest of the apparatus, the High Elf adjusted his goggles and turned to Kathlin.

"According to my theory, it's a 76% chance success, and it will save the rest of the district from what could otherwise have been a great rumble... " Sharon said, before scratching his chin.
"Other than that, we just have to hope that we don't dislocate the entire street, or something comes out of the rift from the other end."

Furrowing his long, blonde brows over his at this point ridiculous goggles, he quirked a smile as he suddenly held out the trigger box to Kathlin.

"On a more cheery note... would you do the honors?"

‘Blasted deathknights…’ Meirie thought when she noticed Malizia was about to lay down on her as the berserker was charging at her back. Mei was just about to make an emergency dash to the side when the deathknight’s back suddenly froze half in motion as she seemed to notice something.

Mei naturally jumped to the side to avoid late falling of Malizia, before she threw a look to see what the hell was that stopped the giant in her tracks. It was a sentinel! A sentinel holding a human girl… ‘Well…well… well… ‘ Mei wondered, hearing the words said by the sentinel.

“That sure is a working distraction…” Mei muttered to herself, her sense of danger triggering up. She knew she should get away from this place as soon as possible. While not a mage, Meirie had a lot of experience with translocation type of magic… aka portals and the like or at least being dragged by those. If nothing else she knew a surge of magic whenever she felt one…

She dashed more to the side and then made a gesture for the sentinel to also get away, least she and the human get dragged into by whatever the magicians were planning for dealing with the giant.’ I… bloody… hate… this…!!!’ Mei thought, before throwing herself at the nearby door and into the mansion, no way she was going to stay outside for this. Not with her tendencies to get affected by portals and the like.

Once inside, she reached and slammed the door behind herself, hoping if this was some sort of portal, that it won’t pull her also.

“While I’m sure Sharon’s neighbours would definitely appreciate a second giantess on their lawn…no. It got blown up” Liaena said sweetly, only allowing herself to sound slightly sardonic at she stared at Serphia. Judging from the Night Elf’s currently behaviour, she probably had a slightly increased allowance for snark before the captain hit her. “Because somebody decided to blow up my satchel. Never mind, I’m sure they had a plan”

“Mrrwh…?” Serphia sounded somewhat distant as she arched her back in a stretch with a purr of satisfaction. “…Sounds like…some sort of idiotic, monkey plan to me”

“Oh yes. I quite agree”

Lithrielle looked confusedly up at her captain. “But mistress, didn’t you…”

“---So, some sort of small creature” Liaena cut in sharply, before smiling widely up at the pair. “Unless either of you have a better plan? No? Then let’s go then!”

Marching past the two Night Elves, Liaena confidently pushed open the door to the pantry…before her face fell. “Oh…right. Jeez, do you lot use your boobs like camel humps or something?”

The pantry was indeed entirely desecrated, completely emptied to sustain the ravaging habits of Night Elves. Liaena entered slowly, staring around, before dropping to her knees to start scouting under the cupboards much to the bemusement of the elves behind her. After a few seconds of this, Serphia started to get nervous. “What are you doing!? I will remind you, giant spiders are a sin against Elune…”

“Here we go!” Liaena said triumphantly, and some tiny squeaking noises erupted as she pulled out a mouse trap cage with a tiny mouse running around inside it. “I figured Miz Collins would be too busy with you lot to empty these. Or maybe she just needed the extra meat on standby, who knows?”

“…”

“Oh right. Didn’t you know?” Liaena remarked casually to Lithrielle in response to her bemused look, as she stuffed the cage into a pocket and headed for the door. “Those pub lunches you’ve had over here? Probably rat meat. Don't worry, they wash them to flush out the poisons first”

*

“Is that to have deniability, Mister Dal’dieb?” Kathlin enquired as she took the ominous looking trigger box, to stare at the even more ominous looking big red button dubiously. “Seventy-five percent. Somehow that feels worse than if you had said less…”

“AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!”

"LOOK! I FOUND A DISTRACTION!"

“…That sounds like a problem”

Sticking her head out of the window, Kathlin took in the scene in the garden below her with Malizia advancing on Silje. “A very small problem…creating a very big problem. They are too close together for button-pushy, Mister Dal’dieb”

“….”

“This thing works remotely, right Mister Dal’dieb?” Kathlin enquired as she unlatched the window, to start to casually clambered out, trigger box and all. “That’s good. I’ll be right back”

Landing lightly in the slushy garden below as though she had just skipped down a step, Kathlin braced herself, finger hovering over the trigger as she waded through the grass and muck towards the Deathknight, before stopping at what she could best estimate to be a ‘safe distance’ away, and on the opposite side of Malizia to Silje. “er, Hello! Giant Draenei Death Knight! We spoke earlier!”

The girl couldn’t help but swallow as Malizia paused in her tracks, to turn and stare at the second Most Beautiful Being. “I don’t suppose…you could step away from the screaming human? It would be very nice of you”

"HEY! MISTRESS IS NOT DONE WITH YOU YET, MONKEY!" Lithrielle would exclaim as Liaena suddenly ran off, her purple cheeks gaining a distinct blood red hue!

However, as she looked over at Serphia, Lithrielle would immediately frown as she noticed Serphia wasn't really paying the situation any real attention. Opening her mouth a bit, Lithrielle would tilt her head as she eyed her mistress to see if she was all well.

"Uhhh... mistress Serphia?"

"Mmmmhhm... let her go." Serphia simply said as she waved her hand towards Lithrielle, motioning for her to calm down.

"We will let the midget go and try to deal with the giantess problem in the yard herself." She continued, turning to give Lithrielle a smile.
"If she just so happens to get trampled, eaten or otherwise obliterated by her massively overpowering foe, we will simply deal with the problem ourselves! And if they destroy each other, that's just a win-win for us!"

"B-but... " Lithrielle stammered, looking worried.
"What if the giant Draenei wins?"

"Go find Naliyah and go see if she doesn't have something in her stash that we cannot use against the Draenei."

"Naliyah?! You can't be serious, mistress!"

"Ohhh, I know we can rely on her." Serphia smirked as she formed a slight grin with her purple lips looking down at Lithrielle.
"Tell her that I know where her Rithrynn is."

Lithrielle remained silent for a moment, yet her worried expression soon faded into that of a smile as she looked back up at her mistress!

"Ohhh, that's brilliant! I'll go find her right away, mistress!"

*

Malizia had already bent over and was in the process of moving over towards the tiny sentinel and Silje, both of whom had nowhere to run now as Mei had already ran past them and shut the door behind them, leaving them outside and alone before the gigantic ebony draenei that was rapidly closing in on them!

That was, until her head suddenly snapped around at the sound of another beautiful creature... !

"Could it be? ... "

“I don’t suppose…you could step away from the screaming human? It would be very nice of you”

Stopping right in her tracks, Malizia would turn around and spot Kathlin! She did look a little bit different, in her heavy protection gear, but even through the heavy guide, her person was unmistakable! Malizia's eyes would widen into star-filled orbs as she smiled with glee!

"Little mushie-wushie!" She exclaimed, and in one sudden show of (giant) acrobatics, the giantess had swung around, launched herself across the yard, knocking and tearing up a good number of the trees and bushes in the process, before slamming down on her butt in front of Kathlin and swooping her up in one hand, holding the tiny human up in front of her!

"I sooo missed you!" Malizia exclaimed as she looked down at the little human in her hand, her face bright with joy!
"I was so worried some of those mean elves might have hurt you!"

As Malizia said that, the giant draenei would throw a dirty look down towards the sentinel holding Silje, all the while the Sentinel was slowly trying to inch towards the door to frantically knock on it in hopes that Mei would open!

Turning back to Kathlin with a huge grin, the Draenei would notice the tiny device in the human's hands, before raising a finger and motioning towards it.

"D'aaaaawwwwhhh! Did you bring that gift for me?" Malizia would exclaim with a sound of exasperation.
"You are soooo wonderful, I could just eat you up, cutiepie!"

"Wait, what are you doing? You have to stay clear of the target zone!" Sharon exclaimed as he rushed towards the window that Kathlin had just exited, only to watch the bizarre scene unfold outside in the garden.

Silje, faced with the sight of her monolithic adorer, had; like most rational and normal people would have done under similar circumstances; feinted, and was no longer offering any sort of resistence to the Night Elf holding her. The poor girl's mind had by now retreated to her happy place, free of any crazy Night Elves or giant Draenei.

Kathlin, on the other hand, had been snatched up by the massive Draenei, who looked equally busy ogling her as trying to woo her. And that is without to give any kind of mention to her rather problematic choice of words in her expressions!

"No-no, this is all getting out of hand... !" Sharon mumbled, slightly hesitant to state the obvious as he beheld the spectacle going on.

A sharp hiss and crackling noise caused him to turn to look back inside of his sanctum, as he watched the magnificent apparatus he had erected was practically boggling with the massive fel energies currently streaming through it. He had not anticipated the firing delay, whereas the fel crystals had continued to feed the apperatus raw, uncontained demonic energies, causing it now to overflow; threatening to rupture at any moment now if it was not allowed to discharge in an orderly fashion!

"Just my luck!" Sharon said from below his oversized goggles before pulling them back down onto his eyes, and turning to call out through the window.

"FORGET ABOUT FINDING THE EXACT PERFECT MOMENT, GIRL! JUST PUSH THE BUTTON, OR WE ARE GOING TO SUFFER A DEMONIC ANOMALY!" Sharon called out from the window frame down to the girl currently firmly in the Draenei's grasp.

"GET TO A SAFE DISTANCE AND P,-"

*CRACKLE*
*CZZZZ-KZZZTTT!*
*BROOSH!!*

"... YOU KNOW WHAT, FORGET ABOUT THE SAFE DISTANCE; JUST PUSH THE DAMN BUTTON!"

“Are you bloody kidding me!” Mei called, feeling the surge of energies. Not really being a magic user of any kind, but still feeling magic quite strongly due whatever the warlocks had done to her, she knew full well to keep as far away from Malizia right now. She wanted to have nothing to do with whatever was going to happen outside! Already being inside the house, she could feel the energies rising still. She quickly opened the door for the ones outside to get inside.

“For the Naaru’s sake…” She cursed, dashing across the room now that the door to the outside was opened, entering the corridor and slamming the door behind herself, getting deeper into the mansion. As further in as possible, the better for her! That said she did hear Sharon’s yell. That did not bode well for whomever had to deal with that device on the yard.

“I will so probably going to regret this…” Meirie said to herself as she grabbed a nearby empty glass bottle, one of many that were scattered about the mansion. With her projectile weapon in hand, she dashed towards the nearest window.

Once by the window, feeling the magic surge that was going to be released any moment, Mei, took a deep breath, took a stance, aimed carefully and threw the bottle in her hand with full force at Malizia’s eye, granted at this distance even Mei’s great aim at throwing would have a hard time, hitting a moving target such as the eye of a moving giant Draenei, but as long as she hits anywhere near the eyes( which she was going to happen) The bottle would shatter from the impact, causing the huge annoyance to drop anything she was trying to hold… people included.

Once that was done, she jumped back, slamming her back against the wall, praying for whatever was going to happen via the magic that Sharon was doing, won’t affect her too. She had enough portals for a lifetime… or a few lifetimes in her case.

"Is that a trace of vanilla extract hidden behind a slight tint of rye I detect?" Sherpa asked as he gently swirled the wine around in his glass, the silver haired High Elf gazing down at the murky red liquid in his crystal glass with an analytic, slightly thoughtful look.
"Hmmm, I would say... the clash of tastes is the trademark of Laione, the age... circa 37 years ago?"

"Very good, Master Sherraine. You are a quick learner!" Exclaimed the other, slightly pudgier human that was sitting across the simple picnic table, clad in an richly adorned and expansive silk and fur cloak as he raised a toast.
"When you claim you have no little previous experience in the fine arts of wine, I find that hard to believe, good sir."

A small smirk etched itself onto the lips of the silver haired High Elf as he leaned back in his cloth chair, letting the bright sun bathe across his otherwise pale skin.

"Unfortunately, my previous occupation left me... unable to sample much of the finer things in life." Sherpa explained after a pause, nodding as he took another sip.
"Besides, it serves to better understand the merchandise that is the prime product of this new estate."

The other man let out a hearty laugh, and slapped his knee.

"You are notorious when it comes to understatements. Wine is my passion, some would say my life; after the metal trade. I would not have told you to buy this property if I was not sure you wouldn't make every effort to utilize its exotic soil to its full potential!" The man laughed, before he motioned with one heavy arm towards the surrounding landscape.

They were situated in the more hilly areas in the western part of Elwyn Forest, a prime area known for its fertile soil and home to numerous villas centered around wine production. Much of the forest had been cut down to allow for large fields of grapes to be set up, and far off in the distance almost a kilometer away below the hill atop of which the men had their picnic, a large, still unfinished villa of a house was being set up, most of the walls and roofs having been already finished. Sherpa shared the small, setup table with at least three other people. The larger man, known as Alan Goodsworth, a taller, thinner man clad in an old, naval uniform named Jonathan, and small gnome wearing a black and emerald satin garb and cloak, with an oversized duffel hat adorned with a plume.

Although it was still early spring, it was still a beautiful day; with clear blue skies all above the villa area, and a warm, gentle breeze blowing across the hills. A magnificent day.

"And an equally terrible one for my brother, I hope..."

Sherpa thought to himself, a coy smile curling across his lips as he imagined what his machinations must have unleashed for his accursed brother!

"Master Sherraine, I must insist we continue with the painting, lest we lose the good sun!" A voice could be heard from the other side of the table, as the gnome jumped out of his chair, and motioned towards the very top of the hill some twenty feet away, a canvas frame having been set up not too far away.
"We still have a couple of hours before I can do the rest myself!"

Letting out a sigh, Sherpa would put down his wine glass as he nodded to the gnome, getting up from his chair as he began to head over to the spot, dressed as he was in a fine, black longcoat with golden trimming over a blue satin shirt, and an exquisite, adorned red shoulder cape hanging over his right arm.

"Very well. Let us continue." Sherpa nodded as he stepped back into position, his break done; all the while the gnome quickly moving behind his canvas after having picked up his brush and palette.

"Not to sour the mood with a more serious topic, but do you think the agent you sent to 'deal with the problem' will be up to the task?" The taller man, Jonathan, asked, his demeanor much more serious than that of the other man at the table.

Sherpa simply smiled as he entered a more regal posture to give the gnome something to work with, placing one hand on the hilt of his runeblade lying in its sheath by his hip and assuming a calm smirk.

"Ohh, I have utmost confidence in the fact that she will be able to fulfill the purpose I gave her. That being to sow chaos for my brother and his goons. And a part of me believes she is doing just fine in that regard... "

“That also sounds hazardous” Kathlin called back, before swallowing as she stared down at the trigger in her hands…which now was also spitting out sparks. “Then again….there is one, verus t’other…”

Malizia meanwhile seemed entirely unperturbed by the noises the machine was making, which was only appropriate given all of her body was fuelled by the kind of magic that was threatening to be unleashed. “Hazard? Danger? Noooo…don’t you worry. I would slay the world for you, little one!”

“That’s kinda the problem” Kathlin said weakly, before looking at the trigger again – and the ground far beneath her. The distance wasn’t the problem, it was more the point she was being held very tightly. “This is turning into heroic sacrifice material…oh dear. I’d rather not do that. I’d only just got over last time”

“You improve…Serphia so much, Rithrynn” Liaena gasped with half a chuckle to herself as she fled through the lower corridors and up several flights of stairs. “….Maybe if I get….the entire war band in…she’ll finally make an acceptable house mate”

Flinging the curtain aside to skid into the garden, Liaena stared up at the behemoth above her, holding…. “—WHAT, are you DOING!?!”

“Improvising”
Kathlin called back. Malizia meanwhile, glanced down to acquire a glare of aggravation as she spotted Liaena. “This is a private moment! DIE!”

Liaena stared up at the large fist descending towards her. Lacking the personal mobility to move out of the way, she simply raised the dart gun and fired into it. “Large target at least”

*CRUNCH*

“—ow”

“And now, my beloved – oooh, I feel….fuzzy” Malizia began, before staring at Kathlin in alarm as a burning sensation took over her body. “I – my love – what is –“

And then the fingers surrounding her shrank and moulded into claws incapable of maintaining a grip. Plummeting towards the ground, Kathlin at least had the presence of mind to hammer a fist down on the big red button firmly. “Damn button pressed, Mister!”

Feeling confident that she had succeeded in flattening the already diminutive black haired girl that had interfered with her private moment, Malizia would pull her fist back up out of the ground; away from the pancaked and disheveled form of Liaena that remained halfway buried in the garden; and turning her attention over to the far more interesting little thing in her hands.

But lo and behold, as the fates would have cursed her, Malizia had barely time to even speak before she felt that something was wrong...

Something was VERY wrong!

Her entire body tingled, her muscles twitched involuntarily. It felt as if all her organs were dancing around inside of her in some bizarre dance macabre as she felt like she was about to puke!

She felt the little human drop from her grasp, but by the time she could get a pair of bleary and confused eyes to focus back at where Kathlin had once supposed to have been, she instead saw that her hand had instead turned into a vicious set of strangely familiar claws; ideal for shredding and tearing, but not so ideal for holding one's very precious little loved one.
And in the corner of her eyes, she could also squint another rather disturbing change.

Hair. Growing along her forearm. And lots of it!

"BY THE BLACKEST NIGHT, WHAT FOUL CURSE IS THIS?!" Malizia would exclaim in surprise as she began to shake her hand, as if it was somehow going to stop whatever was happening to her; yet the transformation, whatever it was, continued regardless! She could feel her front teeth ache, and a bizarre sensation snaking its way up her tail, and she felt a strange scent that was suddenly amplified, coming from the house, it was the scent of...

... cheese?!?!

"I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS!" Malizia roared, her mind racing to try to make sense of the situation.

"Kill the caster! Kill the curse!"

Malizia's blue though now slightly yellowish eyes darted across the garden as she identified the possible casters, ignoring the present Night Elves on the roof as she knew their arcane talent to be similar to that of a kobold!
It did not take long for Malizia to single out the most likely source of the 'curse' however, as her glare soon narrowed on the section of the mansion where Sharon's office was located!

"I WILL NOT BE HUMILIATED LIKE THIS, HIGH ELF!!"

Malizia roared like a dark titan as she suddenly lounged out with one of her hairy, clawed arms; raking her giant hand across the side of the mansion in a terrible display of destruction! Frightened shrieks emerged from the Night Elves standing on top of the roof as a large gash of broken wood and crushed stone was made across the house!

*CRASH*
*SHRED*
*RAAWR*

Only to be followed by another rake as Malizia slashed with her left hand as well, aiming for Sharon's office!

"SHAAAARON DAAL'DIEEEEEB!!"

Malizia screeched, revealing her upper two front teeth to have grown dramatically in size and protruding from her mouth as she began to violently assault the mansion!

"NOOOO! NOT THE YEW TILES!!"

*CRUNCH*

Sharon's crying plea fell on deaf ears as Malizia clawed her long claws across nearly the entire width of the mansion, tearing up wood and furniture and leaving a wide, open gash into Sharon's very own sanctum!

The High Elf had hit the floor in the process, as dust and planks fell all around him. Small bits of rocks and rubble rained from the roof to clang against the delicate apparatuses thathe had set up across the room, now glowing with a haunting green light as the fel energies were nearly reaching critical overload!

And then, as if Kathlin had finally suddenly realized the danger of the situation, the contraption was activated by the click of the remote button, as the blinding green light seeping up from the fel crystals were concentrated into a long open cylindrical framework of glasses and panels, a piercing hum filling the room as it was about to activate.

"Good light... " Sharon merely mumbled, before the entire sanctum was flooded with the same old green light, now beaming out of the window; the fel energies being focused in a green lance that shot out from through the wide gash left by Malizia and out into the garden, hitting the bizarre Draenei-Death-Knight-Rat-monstrosity right in the chest, and momentarily turning the entire giantess into a living, green torch!

A short scream, then the entire garden was covered in a pitch black carpet of dark smoke and burning green cinders!

*Cough* *Cough*

Sharon staggered to his feet in the ruins of his sanctum, his apperatus still standing, though he could see that one of the two fel crystals had lost its bright green glow for that of a mundane, gray one; and was already slowly disintegrating into dust on the spot.

Adjusting his breath mask, the High Elf staggered through the black smoke and dust filling his sanctum, to walk towards the window.

Looking out, all he could see was a blinding black wall of smoke that had devoured the entire mansion and the back garden. He could see green cinders floating around in the air like ghastly figures, and deep, green lines of fel corruption stained the otherwise verdant and white ground of the garden. The air stinked of sulphur and ash, an acidic smell that nearly made his eyes weep even through his protective goggles.

"Did we? ... "

Sharon asked with a hushed whisper as he stared out into the smoking darkness and green flames outside... until two of the green lights suddenly moved, and focused on him from above; a striking resemblance to that of two green snake eyes staring directly down at him.

Then they moved, the ground shook, and Sharon could then see the face of the eyes; as he recognized Malizia's giant face emerging from the smoke above. Two large tattered wings were barely visible through the thick smoke behind her, and Sharon could see that her already dark blue skin had gained a distinct blood red complexion with red lines, giving her a fiercesome appearance! The large foreteeth and fur had been replaced by more sleek, demonic looking features, as Sharon realized what had just happened.

"She is a Draenei! ... was, a... " Grabbing his spellbook, Sharon rapidly shifted through the pages until he reached a page labeled 'Man'ari', and shook his head.
"The beam was too focused and off center. I need to adjust. And quickly!"

Sharon muttered frantically as he put the book aside. Realizing he would need time to prepare another volley, he instead leaned out the window. He couldn't see anyone but the outline of Malizia's new, giant demonic form towering above, but part of him hoped Kathlin and Liaena had remained unaffected by the blast.

"KATHLIN! LIAENA DEAR! We may be experiencing a few arcane-difficulties. Would you mind keeping our guest occupied a little longer while I make some slight adjustments?!"

The High Elf called out from his window before he retreated back into his study, moving to focus on the apperatuses and hoping no big, red hand suddenly reached into his sanctum and grabbed him.
A half rat-draenei-death-knight-hybrid had been bad enough, but a demon Malizia was a whole other level of bad!

"Out of the oven, into the frying pan. Dammit!"

Sharon secretly cursed himself as he cycled the fel crystals using a truesilver prong to avoid physical contact. He hoped no one else had been caught in the blast. The idea of one of the Night Elves possibly having turned into a demon made him shiver. As if their manners weren't bad enough!

Or a demonic Liaena...

"No, no no! Stay on focus, man! If you drop one of these crystals, you're dead! ... how am I ever going to explain this to the neighbors?"

“Are you bloody kidding me…” Mei muttered, looking through the window at the pure chaos, absurdity and failure outside. She couldn’t believe what had just happened and if Sharon was in sight, she probably would have smacked him hard enough for him to be thrown at a nearby wall.

Malizia was turned into a demon… A BLOODY DEMON! Mei couldn’t even believe it was possible! After all Malizia was a death knight, not exactly something easy to mutate by fel energy…’ Though then again, undead do trace their origins to the legion…’ She thought, wondering on how to proceed with this absurdity.

‘This is bad… THIS IS THE WORST!’ She thought, realizing there really wasn’t much she could do in her current situation. First she had not access to her proper armor and weapons she used while fighting back in outland. Those were especially crafted for her to fight demons. The armors were made to protect against fel magics and energies while at least her main sword was enchanted to the brim to bring her maximum effectiveness against demons. Hell if she had those even with Malizia’s current size there was a good chance Mei was at least going to keep her occupied for a while. Right now she stood no chance… she probably wasn’t going to be able to continue fighting a demon of that size for long before being seriously hurt!

“Wait…” She mumbled suddenly something coming to mind. She remembered seeing a weapons plaque with spears on it down on the ground floor! That was good… If she couldn’t fight Malizia from up close like before, she was at least going to annoy the demon as much as she could.

Mei then quickly ran downstairs, grabbing every weapon she passed by, everything that could be used. Demon or not to be cut hurt!

“Now see, this is why this is forbidden by my religion…”

Kathlin muttered, hiding behind an overturned pagoda. The air stank of fel magic, corruption and generally of things having-gone-extremely-wrong-in-a-very-short-space-of-time. The girl stuck her head out from behind the pagoda briefly, to take in the new demonic entity, then hastily withdrew it again. “Noop, don’t wanna get kissed by that”

“Wughhh…stupid…Night Elves…dumb Dranei…” Liaena coughed as she levered herself painfully out of the fist-shaped dent in the ground. The girl stared around in mild confusion as she took in the ash and smoke in the air. “Not sure it was meant to do that…”

“….”

Slowly tilting her head to look upwards, her heart sank like a stone as she took in the very large, very angry looking demon looming above her, well aware of her existence and looking distinctly unfriendly. “….definitely wasn’t meant to do that”

“—Men, FIRE!”

Just when Malizia was raising a huge hand to create Liaena-chunks – a volley of crossbow bolts smacked into the demon, knocking it to one side with a roar of anger and mild annoyance. A number of Stormwind guards had apparently finally responded to the calls of alarm, led by a wey-faced Captain who looked like he wished past him had shown less professionalism. “Summon the Paladins! We have a number one threat loose in the city! You – go! The rest of you, reload and get ready to engage!”

He pointed at one of the guardsman, who was all too happy to cut and run as he fled away down the street in the vague direction of the Cathedral. The others fumbled to reload as the Captain looked up at the demon that was in the process of lunging at him, fists ready. “Oh, mother”

“RAWWWGHH—“ *tink*

*tink tink tink tink tink*

The captain gasped for dear life as he took in the translucent shield that was surrounding him. “Thank the light!”

Malizia meanwhile, took in the sight with rapidly dawning comprehension , to turn and stare wildly around for the magic’s creator. “my love!”

“….what did it say!?”

“Never mind that – FIRE!!!”

*Tink* *Tink* *Tink*

Malizia continued to sit next to and prod the mystical yellow and white shield that had just surrounded the foolhardy guardsmen with a big, red finger, her green, glowing fel eyes narrowed into a thoughtful look as the giant demoness eyed the barrier and the terrified folks inside with a studious expression.

Though the shield was a relatively small dome shape compared to the massive demoness towering above it, preliminary attempts to crush the puny thing had proved... difficult.

Under any other kind of "normal" circumstances, Malizia would have been certain she could have destroyed the petty barrier alongside the hapless fools inside! However, in this case, she knew the caster of said barrier to be none other than the most cutest, most adorable, most loveliest, most hug-e-liest, bestest girl in the entire, whole wide world!

... which obviously meant that the barrier MUST naturally be similarly impressive, I.E impenetrable!

"I think there is a simpler solution to this... " Malizia commented with a malicious grin on her face as she eyed the terrified guardsmen through the barrier.

There was no immediate threat from said guardsmen, as crossbows; whilst powerful, were redicilously slow to reload, usually taking up the majority of a minute. And that being before mentioning the rather obvious fact that most of the guardsmen were utterly terrified, shield or no.

Moving both hands forward, Malizia would dive them both down - but not against the shield. Instead, she aimed under it, digging her large hands into the ground, going below the shield, finding the bottom of the spherical shield, before suddenly pulling it, the guardsmen, and a good chunk of dirt and cobblestone straight up from the ground.

"Have you boys not learnt to not disturb a girl in her private moment?" Malizia grinned with wicked glee as she stood up on one knee, before holding the sphere with the soldiers in one hand almost like a bowling ball behind her, and suddenly tossing them to the side, causing the magical barrier to roll down the street towards the canal like a big, glowing bowling ball; the guardsmen being scrambled around inside, their voices of confusion, terror and occasional puking being muffled by the rolling sphere as it crushed anything in its path.

"Now then... where were we?"

Malizia said whilst grinding her hands together as if she had just taken out the trash, already moving towards Kathlin's little hiding spot while pretending to not know where the little girl was.

"Now that that's out of the way, sweetie, how about we continue to consummate our brilliant lo,-"

"STOP RIGHT THERE, YOU FOUL DEMON BITCH! THIS IS MY... mmmhh, oh... ahem! - THIS IS MY PROPERTY, AND YOUR FEL ASS IS TRESPASSING!"

The giant demoness suddenly turned around to look directly down at Kathlin, hovering over her with a big, tooty grin; when suddenly Serphia's voice could be heard across the garden!

Malizia's face, barely ten feet above Kathlin, would suddenly stop; only to gain a look of supreme annoyance, her eyelids lowering and mouth forming to create a "I can't believe this shit" look on her face!

At the bottom of the mansion, having just stepped outside, would be none other than Serphia herself - now fully clad in her battle raiments, and her twin swords hanging in their sheats on either side of her wide hips! With her black cloak flowing in the ash behind her, she raised one hand to point it accusingly at Malizia's backside as the demoness faced away.

A little bit further up behind, staring out one of the windows, would be Sentinel Lithrielle, holding a heavy flower patterned bag whilst giving the whole scene a worried look.

"I DEMAND YOU BOW IN SUBMISSION AND PLEA FOR MY FORGIVENESS - I DO NOT TOLERATE INSUBORDINATION, BUT MOST OF ALL, I DO NOT TOLERATE PARTY CRASHERS!!"

"Master Sharon, I hate to be the bringer of bad news... " Sounded Friedrick's ever calm and unalarmed tone as the butler could be seen stepping into Sharon's sanctum as the High Elf was frantically moving about the large apparatus in the middle.

"You wouldn't perchance be referring to the giant demon outside, would you?" Sharon replied without taking his gaze away from the machine as he was carefully adjusting the screws around the cage holding the fel crystals, as if he was disarming a bomb that could blow up in his face at the slightest of provocations!

"No, it is not that... "

"Let me guess, Liaena has unearthed her emergency stash?"

"Not that either, Master Sharon."

"Our dear Captain has gotten wind of my secret liquor storage below the well?"

"No, but that's only a matter of time. The matter I bring you Sharon is concerned with the town guard." Friedrick finally said, moving his hands together behind his back as he stood upright and watched Sharon.

Sharon paused in his work, to finally turn and peer over at his butler while removing the goggles, his azure eyes growing wider.

"What about the guard?"

"I am afraid that our local commander has caught wind of our... situation."

"Good light! Are they here?"

"They were, yes. That is until our exalted guest showed them down the street."

There was a moment of pause as Sharon merely looked at Friedrick, squinting his eyes as he tried to make sense of what the butler had last meant. That would be an attempt that Sharon soon would end, however, as he instead focused on more immediate matters.

"We need to cover this up before they call any further reinforcements!! Mister Friedrick, please call on our favors with the dwarven mining guild! We will need them to cover up this mess! Also, have miss Collins burn some Smokeweed. We need a bigger smoke screen to cover up the show for the rest of the city."

"Sir, are you not forgetting something? ... "

" ... "

Sharon looked at Friedrick for a moment, before he glanced over his shoulder and out the window where Malizia sat in the garden outside.

"Oh, don't worry, I will deal with her. You just get to work on damage control ASAP!"