It all happened so fast, and it was so unbelievable, that Xara wasn't even aware of what was happening until she felt her feet leaving the ground.  Suddenly that beam of shadow struck her, and once again her mind was completely lost to the overwhelming, mind numbing, lust.  Some part of her understood what happened, what it meant, but that tiny corner of her mind was a screaming rage locked in a deep part of her mind as she once again turned into a needy slut.  All she cared about was the warm body pinning her down and the sweet sensation of a tongue in her needy cunt.  Nothing else mattered then the shattering orgasm she had on Zerxel's tongue, her back arching, her hands clawing at Zerxel's hair, her cunt literally spraying her lust all over Zerxel's face.  It was the only thing that mattered.<br/><br/>Then, panting, as the waves of pleasure left her, clarity returned to her mind.  Her eyes cleared and she focused, looking up with horror at the woman kneeling between her legs.  Even though she was laying on the black sand, she felt like she was falling as the realization of her loss slammed into her.<em>"Who's your better, bitch?"</em>the rogue asked even as her face shone with the necromancer's girl spunk.<br/><br/><strong>"No."</strong>She whispered, still unable to understand exactly what had happened.  It should not have been possible.  Her head shook slightly.<strong> "No, no, no...."</strong><br/><br/>Zerxel grabbed her chin, turning her towards the fiend who was standing, dismissing the shadowy energy in the arena, and dropping down to the sand.  Xara could do no more than stare at Malefactus, her new master, as Zerxel said,<em> "Our time was fun, but he'll be sure to break you in ways I'm sure neither of us could begin to imagine.  Have fun, and remember this day for the rest of your new life."</em><br/><br/>The fiend smiled as he approached, and he took Zerxel's hand, lifting her to her feet.<strong> "I declare this contestant,  Zerxel Zaknefein, to be my champion for this dungeon, in the year known as four hundred and forty one.  She has proven herself worthy through submission, sexual skill, and in defeat of her rival."</strong>Xara continued to lay at their feet, her eyes closed as she shook her head slightly, still whimpering the word 'no' over and over.<strong>"The lesser contestant, in her defeat, has voided her soul to the victor."</strong>Then with that Malefactus held out a hand and shadows gathered around it.  They swirled and took shape, lengethening and becoming more and more solid until he held a spear of onyx in his hand, gilded with just enough gold trim to enhance its visual appeal.  With a grin he  looked down at Xara and plunged the onyx spear downwards, straight through her chest and into her heart.  She shook once and her eyes went wide with shock, but then she collapsed lifelessly.  The slight red glow in her eyes faded and a soft exhale of air sounded from the necromancer, who finally was embracing death herself.  There was surprisingly little blood.  Still it was a shocking reminder that death did occur in the dungeon.<br/><br/>Her body exploded suddenly into a million tiny motes of light, bursting outwards to fill the room for a moment, then rushing back inwards just as fast.  An eyeblink later her body was gone, and laying in the sand in it's place, a single black cherry.  Malefactus smiled at Zerxel and nodded at the soulfruit,<strong> "The defeated soul of your opponent.  It is yours to claim if you wish it, or grant to me in exchange for an additional boon."</strong>He dropped the onyx spear and as it fell it turned back into a shadowy fog, dissipating to nothingness when it touched the ground.  Zerxel looked at the fruit, knowing she had planned to give it to the fiend anyways.  But he was once again giving her a chance to preform for the eyebots and literally the entire world watching right now.  How she handled this moment could please him greatly no doubt.