Sam steadies herself, planting her feet, holding her arms straight. If this knight was going to come charging at her, he'd catch the tip of her blade dead center, then all she needed to do was push it forward.
As the knight charged forth however, with a savage swing, he knocked the katana straight from her hands, before shoving her to the ground with a sweep of the arm.
"PATHETIC! DID YOU TRULY HOPE TO DEFEAT ME WITH THIS PATHETIC BLADE OF YOURS?"
The black knight strode over to where the katana had fallen, and lifted it up, clearly intent on using it to finish Sam off. However, as the knight gripped he hilt, once again the symbols on the blade glowed blue, and sent shimmering tendrils of light up the length of the armored figure's arm, encircling his body.
"YOU CHALLENGED ME WITH A CURSED BLADE!?" he bellowed, as cracking and popping sounds suggested a body reconfiguring below all that armor, much of which the knight was forced to shed as the once imposing figure shrank down to Sam's size.
The indignant knight tossed aside the horned black helm, letting waves of vivid red hair cascade about her shoulders. "How dare you!" she shrieked, in an indignant yet sultry voice, far different from the intimidating boom from early. "My entire purpose has been to cut down those who would intrude here!"
"Well, you look great this way, at least?" Sam said, scrambling to her feet while she had the chance.
"How dare you!" the knight said with a blush. "I mean, you look quite nice yourself to be honest... wait what am I even saying? This damn human body and all these emotions..."
"Were you not human before? I thought you were just a really big guy."
"No," the knight replied, "before I was... well, this magical mist of sorts, my only purpose to animate this armor and slay intruders. So... now I'm actually just this... scrawny meat thing, in this oversized metal case..." she stumbles about, completely losing the armor from her legs, now entirely too large to properly move with her.
"I mean, I know the feeling," Sam said sympathetically. "None of my clothes fit right either when I was cursed. Do you need help getting that off?"
The knight muttered and blushed. "Aren't humans supposed to remain covered? There's really nothing under here but this body I'm now cursed with."
Sam shrugged. "It's OK if we're both girls, like they say? Well, I mean I guess we're really both guys, but same principle?"
The knight says "really I'm more of an enchantment, with no real gender to speak of, or I was."
Sam approached, pulling off a gauntlet with a smile. "Oh, so then it really wouldn't be weird if we uh..."
As the two grew lost in stammers and blushes, the Old Man from the store Sam first walked into came forth from his tower, sighing, and turning to face the wall. "Well, those two are likely to be at it for some time, right there on my lawn at that. Ah well. That's still all seven challenges completed. I may send Sam there back to the start when they're... finished."
A series of moans carries through the air as the two sword-cursed women explore each other's bodies in the background.
"I'm also going to need a new guard, clearly. In any case, the game is finished, here you are.
He points a finger forward, directly at whoever it is he's speaking to, and pulls out the descriptions of dice from when this all started, flipping them over once more, with a new set suddenly described along with all the others that had been available.
RUBY - Any time you roll doubles, double what you rolled, but take a penalty of -2 to all other rolls.
"Feel free to use those instead of what Sam picks the next time you play, or add them to your personal collection to break out at any time. That's it. That's your prize. Bye!"