The Princess and the Goblin King

Willow defiantly faced Bavmorda, holding Elora tightly. "I'll send her away myself!" he cried. "To a land where evil cannot touch her!" "There is no such place!" Bavmorda shrieked back. She drew back. Willow brandished his wand over Elora and swept it across her body. "nilgbo ngik, gniolb ingk, aket isth clidh ywaa fmor em!" Willow cried as he bent over Elora protectively. He straightened up and smiled triumphantly at Bavmorda. "No…" she said disbelievingly. Willow unwrapped Elora's blanket to reveal the emptiness inside. "I will destroy you!" Bavmorda shrieked. She swept out an arm, knocking over a basin of red liquid, and the wand flew into it. She raised it over her head and opened her mouth to cast a spell. Before she could, a bolt of lightning arced out of the sky and struck her. It flowed through her to the liquid, which started smoking and swirling around her. She continued to shriek as it enveloped her and she began to dissolve. Soon, all that was left was the red mist, and then that vanished as well. Sorsha and Finn Raziel, who had been lying stunned on the ground, sat up and looked around. As Madmartigan burst through the door, Finn asked, "Where's the baby?" Willow bent behind the altar and reached underneath. "It was just my old disappearing pig trick," he said. "What?" "What is it?" Sorsha asked. "She isn't there!" Willlow said. "Where is she?" Madmartigan asked. "I don't know! It was just a sleight of hand trick," Willow said. "Did you cast a spell?" Finn asked. "It was just a bunch of gibberish. It didn't meant anything," Willow said. "Oh, no," Finn gasped. "What?" Willow asked. "Willow, you have vast magical potential. A wizard as powerful and untrained as you can spontaneously generate unpredictable magic," Finn said. "But where's Elora?" Willow asked. "I don't know," Finn said. "But it's up to you to find her." "This one stinks," said one of the small creatures now holding Elora. "Of course it does, it's a girl!" another said. "Girls don't stink!" a third objected. "Do so!" the second objected. "What are we even going to do with another?" the second grumbled. "We're crowded enough already." "I don't know, and I don't care. We just bring it to Jareth. He knows what to do."