Finally the carriage stopped not so far from the outpost. Dame Athanasia ordered Wolffang to unharness Livonna and turned to Kajira.

"Now hide my carriage with your magic. It better to be here, when we will return with the map," she smiled, "I don't like... Oh, Darkness, what's going on?!"

The witch and the vampiress looked at each other, hearing a loud swearing. "Greenskin bitch! That whip was just to show your status, nothing more!", "Oh, really? The only bitch here is you! You're a mongrel after all! And as a coachwoman I had the right to whip you, to make you move that fat furry ass of yours faster! And now shut up, or I'll give you some more lashing!" "Bitch! I'm gonna cut your heart out with a spoon!" The witch and the vampiress turned around and saw, how the orcess and she-werewolf, who returned to her usual half-human half-beast form and now rubbed the whiplash welts on her plump bottom, angrily stared at each other, almost ready to start a fight. "Shut up you two! What the Darkness is going on here?!" Dame Athanasia shouted. The girls turned to her, still angrily gazing at each other. "This thieving bitch whooped me so bad! There was no reason to strike me so much and so hard! Now I am tired and all in pain!" Livonna complained, pointing at Wolffang. "She was running so slow, that I had no other choice, but give her few strokes with the whip just to encourage!" Wolffang replied. Dame Athanasia shook her head. "Bend over this roadside fence, now!" she shouted. Scared girls mumbled and bent over.

Few seconds later a loud swishing of a riding crop and a girlish screaming could be heard far away around. "You two better to keep in mind, that I will not tolerate any misbehaviour, when it comes to my plans! Your stupid rivalry can wait, until we will get the map! Am I making myself clear?" Dame Athanasia spoken in stern voice giving her companions's upturned bottoms a stinging stroke of the crop at each word. She didn't stopped, until they both started weeping bitterly, apologising, begging for mercy and promising, that they won't start any arguing again. Satisfied, the vampiress threw the crop into the carriage and turned to the witch, who was still gazing at their now very sore and sorry companions. She-werewolf and orcess rubbed their now very sore bottoms, angrily looking at each other, but too scared of another punishment to continue their quarrel. It was quite obvious, that each of them is pretty sure, that it is her opponent's fault, that they got this whipping.