[color=red]"Clumsy little man."[/color] said the mysterious woman in a demonic voice. She no longer used her human voice anymore.

Gilligan rolled over onto his back. The demonic woman advanced on him slowly in a rather casual manner. All the wounds that Gilligan inflicted with the wine bottle began to heal very rapidly. His heart plummeted in his stomach as he witnessed the demonic womans supernatural regenerative powers. In a matter of seconds all traces of injury were completely erased. 

The demonic woman smiled at the look of panic on Gilligans face.

[color=red]"As you can see little man, you can't hurt me."[/color] she taunted.

[color=red]"Try as you might, you know you can't resist me."[/color] she taunted further.

Gilligan hurriedly scooted backwards towards his sword. He dared not take his eyes off the demonic woman. Lest she employ some other kind of devious trick.

[color=red]"It's a real shame. You would've made such a lovely collectible."[/color] said the demonic woman in her human voice.

[color=red]"But you're gonna make an even better meal!"[/color] she said, in her demonic voice once more.

Gilligan began to panic. He flailed his left arm behind himself, desperately trying to grab his sword. Gilligans panic intensified the closer the demonic woman approached. She licked her lips in anticipation. Fangs began to protrude from her mouth. They were as sharp and as menacing as her talons.

He finally grabbed the sword. Luckily it was still in its scabbard. Grabbing the edge of the blade itself would've meant deep and serious cuts on his hands and fingers.

Gilligan swung the sword around from behind him then to his front. He grabbed the hilt of the blade with his right hand. Just as he was about to unsheathe the sword, the demonic woman pounced.