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"Fuck!"
Gideon tried to use her right arm, without dropping her bastard sword, to wipe the blood off of her forehead. The ragged sleeves of her cultist robes were already soaked through and the gesture only resulted in smearing sanguinous sludge over her nose and mou..
"Fuck FUCK!" Gideon swore again. In frustration she started to use the back of her other hand, which slightly less slimy, to do the job, forgetting as she did so about the razor sharp obsidian knuckle knives strapped to her left wrist. She stopped herself only a split second before neatly gouging her last pair of functioning eyeballs out of her now less than fully functional skull.
Moving her left hand also had the unfortunate consequence of making her lose her grip on the princess's body.
"OMG Gideon what are you doing!? You let it go! I swear on the eternal rotting goddess if you don't bring my body back in one piece I'll personally feed your fingers one by one to the ommigrindr. I'm not bluffing!"
The dead princess was bluffing, but calling her bluff would be at least two thirds as painful as the actual omnigrindr, so Gideon said nothing. Instead, she craned her neck to keep her still-functioning eyeballs glued to the princess's desicated corpse as it continued to slide deeper into the pit, closer and closer to the aperture. Aiming from memory, she then swung her great sword backwards, up and out of the pit. With even a little luck it should land in something soft, (hopefully a priest), and stay. With Gideon's luck it would no doubt spin in three perfect circles before plunging straight through her skull.
"OMG Gideon, what are you doing? That was your sword!" the once and past princess pronounced helpfully.