Tale of The Vampire Queen

Then Elara, Isolde's Head Maid, arrives and gives Isolde a wine glass filled with blood, and Legion notices her, and, still fired up from that previous fight, immediately grabs her and pulls her in the arena and forces her to then also fight him.

The sudden turn of events leaves Isolde and Donderdraak dumbfounded. Elara, a vampire with centuries of combat experience, reluctantly takes a stance opposite Legion. She is petite and graceful, a stark contrast to the hulking form of the Demon Lord. Yet, her eyes glow with a fierce determination that belies her true strength.

Legion then rushes at her, but then, she vanishes from the sight of all but Isolde, as the then pulls out her trusty broom and smacks Legion from all angles with it, even landing a quite cheap shot on him with her broom, all faster than he can even react.

The crowd, and even Donderdraak, are stunned into silence as they witness Elara's unrivaled speed and agility. Her movements are a blur, each strike with the broom packing the power of a freight train. Legion, though caught off-guard, laughs boisterously, his eyes alight with the challenge.

Elara then bonks Legion on the head with just her trusty broom, before then bringing out a feather duster and dusting his face, then repeatedly bonking him with a dust tray, all faster than he can even hope to react.

The crowd, which had been silent, now erupts into laughter at the sight of the mighty Demon Lord being smacked around by a Head Maid with nothing but a broom and dust tray. Donderdraak is in stitches, holding his belly as tears roll down his cheeks. Even Isolde has to cover her mouth to stifle a giggle, the tension from the previous fight dissipating in the face of such an unexpected and comical turn of events.

Elara also barely seems to care, and barely seems to even be trying in the slightest bit, and yet multiple times in a row she has Legion on his behind on the ground, all within less than a minute.

"Alright, alright, I get it," Legion says with a grin, his cheeks reddened slightly, "I guess you win this round." He then picks himself up, brushing off the dust from his clothes. "But, don't think you've seen the last of me, I'll train harder, and I'll be back for a rematch!" He laughs heartily, his good nature never dimming, not even when he's on the receiving end of a good-natured whooping.

Elara then bonks Legion on the head again with her trusty broom, to the point she smacks him into the ground, where only his head is coming out of it, before Elara then goes back over to Isolde, The Vampire Queen, "I apologize immensely about that interruption, your highness." Elara says to Isolde, sounding very embarrassed at having been pulled away and distracted from serving her.

Isolde just laughs and pats her on the head, "Don't worry Elara, you did well, you can take a break." Isolde says, her smile warm and kind.

"That is greatly appreciated, your highness." Elara says while bowing very deeply.

The crowd is still in a state of disbelief and laughter as the battle between Legion and Elara ends. The tension from the previous fight has given way to light-hearted amusement. Legion, unfazed by his defeat at the hands of the vampire maid, stands up and stretches. "Now, who's next?" He roars, looking around for another challenger, his fiery aura seemingly undimmed by the embarrassing turn of events.