Badly bruised and beaten, his resources severely tapped, Ahlydhian refuses to concede.
He leaps backwards, landing upon a large keg, and snarls, "Very well; perhaps this will be more to your liking."
With a few bars of music upon his guitar, the Dark Eternal summons one of his remaining servants. While not as powerful as the Iron Chimaera, it seems appropriate.
From the shadows, drawn by the irresistable lure of the music, slithers a serpent of cold steel, its eyes glistening as it strikes at the woman.
"Viper versus viper... 'ware the fangs - I do believe they're venomous."
The snake reflexively mangles the clearing; sinuously leaps over the violence of the star!