Chapter 62

As I looked around, I tightened my fists and tried to rack my brain for any ideas as to how to get out of this. To say we were in a bad position would have been an understatement. Not only were we surrounded, but in terms of power we didn't stand a chance. Perhaps if it had just been the four first core arcansts then maybe, just maybe we would have been able to scape out a victory, but with Markem on their side, their was little chance of that, and even if Misyt got a gold of him, there were still the other four and they werent as stupid as a moss troll.

"If you don't fight then we can make it quick" Markem said, a twisted smile appearing on his face, so similar to his usual jovial smile but full of malice instead of joy, then again, had it ever been joy?

I looked over to Sandra and Misty, and tried to see if any of them had an idea, but my hopes were quickly dashed. Sandra just looked pissed as hell and Misty seemed confused and unable to do anything but glance around nervously.