"Heads up!" Mordem shouted through the room, and lobbed the head towards the metal statue or whatever the fuck it was with the side of his right foot just as it started bringing it down upon fancy mcsmancypants, aiming it square at it's exposed head at decent enough of a velocity to crack the projectile's skull. 

A bunch of losers were standing around the room now. Each and every one of them weak and pitiful. No one was as great as he. No one was number one-..Ey! 

..There she was. A babe of fantastic proportions! Oh what a body! And a face, she also had a face. Mordem hadn't seen many women in the maze so far, and those he had didn't really look that good. Odd thing that, most top-grade-criminals looked like crap. Not like Mordem, he looked great. The greatest, really. No one could possibly look greatest..er... than he. Except the elven woman in front of him, of course, but she was a woman. If he was a woman, he was sure he'd look better. He would also have boobs, so there's that. What would it be like to--Eugh!..Back to the point!

..There she was.. Mordem fixed his eyes upon hers, he smiled and winked. "Hey.. Come here often?"