Sunken with her face half coated in the rough dirt



From her exhausting battle against the Dark Lord



For humanity has fallen and the Satanic Prince



Won this battle of dagger and sword he stands



Battered slashed and with torn muscles The Devil



Glares toward the beaten warrior whom came in



Through his front rock gates, fierce and bold and



Sprinting into the fiery circle that she had to enter



For mankind's sake she fought with hatred both



Clashing steel to steel hardened fighters and thirsty



For blood but alas our heroine took one false step



And Satan lunged his sword through her torso



Ripping right the way through and bursting out



Spinal cord blood pumping from the fatal wound



And he threw her down, down to the dirt, soaking



In all the lust he has for her dying and then he sets



About devouring her fresh warm corpse but as he



Leans down to rip her head from her neck SWISH



OH yes!! And he realises she's not quite dead yet



She spins with what energy she has left and strikes



Upwards and in with her razor blade dagger and



The Devil gasps and gushes stands frozen in step



He slowly looks down and sees her dagger has hit



Stabbed into his chest so slightly to the right side



And ruptured his sooty black heart GAH! he cries



Then the dark sticky liquid begins to out pour for



A long moment she stares up from the floor, now



That she sees Lucifer stumble backwards and over



Onto his ass as he attempts to find a grasp on foot



But looses it and then all seems done for The Devil



She drops her weapon and then silently folds over



On her side with knowledge she has beaten him



And the human race has been saved from icing up



And hell on earth shal have to wait for another day



For The Devil lays slain and conquered as does our



Queen warrior Princess, you did it girl!! You won



You won and vanquished the Dark Lord in his pit



Where everything burns and painful moans sound



Through the court yards and chambers that stink



Of dead enslaved prisoners and her name shall be



Engraved on a stone pedestal up above on earth



Her name glorified for eternity as Princess Trillda



Of Tropical Ghamko village nestled between two



Borders and simple in era and image, no one ever



Did anything of value in Ghamko until Princess



Trillda trained for this exact bloodening fight with



Satan... and she won, rest her soul, she won...



..FIN..