After slicing apart her tail and pinning her to the floor, you plunge your blade into the heart of the wicked monster known as Wyrmselic, her blue blood splattering all over the floor. As the light in her eyes starts to fade, she looks at with a bizarre expression of admiration, before succumbing to her injuries. Later that day, the state throws a large feast in your honor, and you go to bed well-fed and feeling accomplished. As you slowly rouse out of bed, however, you see someone