Maybe sexual assault just isn't their thing or just finding it to be obstructing them in their line of work. Maybe all they wanted was her golden necklace. Maybe someone cued the flying pigs, and the barbarians have just got to take a look at this. The damsel opens her eye to see the barbarian horde taking interest in something completely different. There are too many of them, and she closes her eyes, preparing to feel the grip of one of their dirty, grimy paws on her flawless skin. The barbarians leer at her, coming closer and closer. In desperation, she grasps the nearest blunt object, determined to protect her maidenhood with every ounce of her strength. The pure, virtuous, virgin damsel is now helpless against what is sure to be a lewd, ravishing, and depraved assault against her purity.
The barbarians are past the gate, up the stairs, and standing over the hero's incapacitated body.
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