The Girl They Raided For.
"... They are coming for me... They are coming for us all," she said before hiding her face in terror.
**FWOOSSHHH!!!
Shadows rapidly moved through the woods evading the moonlight. Ysera knew something was out there and they were not just scouting, they were getting ready to invade.
**CRACK... **CRACK...
The sounds of broken wood resounded as footsteps started leaving the woods.
And out of the moonlight a red-skinned muscular beast emerged with a mighty tree trunk laid on his soldier.
"Is that an... An orc?" Ysera let out after seeing the red beast emerge into the moonlight.
'He looks huge but I think I can take him on one-on-one,' Ysera contemplated.
Just as Ysera had finished her thought another orc stepped into the moonlight, and one after another they all began stepping out of the woods till they could no longer be counted with the eyes alone.
Ysera fearing for the little girl's life stood up and rushed her to a safer place, just as she was about to return to the entrance of 'Dragon's den' to hold back the invaders Eleanor came running to her.
What's going on? Give me the full details" the elf demanded wielding her wind sword in hand.
"There are orcs at the entrance waiting to storm in...
And as for their numbers, I couldn't count but they were nothing less than 50," Ysera informed pulling out her dagger from its pouch strapped on her thighs.
The two women ran to the entrance without uncertainty, they knew all they had to do was prevent the invaders from penetrating the village.
But one thing they weren't going to do was hand over the little girl without Aaron's say-so. And since orcs aren't known to negotiate the only languages they speak are strength and violence.
"Hand the little rat over, or else we'll rampage this village until we find her." One of the orcs ordered.
"The girl is off the limit, turn back now or fall here," Ysera advised.
"Did you hear that? She expects us to return to the great master empty-handed...
Death would be a far greater mercy than to return with unpleasant news," the orc told.
"Now let's plunger this village and bring not only the little squeak to master but also gifts and human slaves," the leading orc told his men.
YEEAAAHHHHH!!!!!!! The orcs screamed for glory as they charged forward.
Blades clashed, blood spilled and the moon shone brightly on 'dragon's den' as it watched everything unfold for this battle could go only one way.
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Aaron and Fenrir had just cleared and were finally after months of harvesting exiting the dungeon.
Uh-huh!!!!
Aaron squinted his eyes as the sun's rays pierced through his eyeballs, after spending so much time in the dark his eyes needed some time to adjust.
"Before we progress Fenrir I need you to take this" Aaron pulled out one of the healing potions he had stored in his inventory and was offering it to Fenrir.
Fenrir drank it whole leaving not even a single drop in its bottle. And per usual a light green aura encircled the black cat and his health began to regenerate.
After all, was said and done Aaron jumped on Fenrir's back and they immediately began on their return journey.
Due to Fenrir's improved agility, they reached the village way sooner than it had taken them to get to the dungeon.
From a distance, both Fenrir and Aaron knew something was not right as grey smoke rose from where dragon's den stood.
"Fenrir, get us there now,"
Hearing his master's command Fenrir like a wind dashed with tremendous velocity.
"Hmm... So this is the current state of my kingdom," Aaron said as he strolled into dragon's den looking at the few dead bodies that lay on the floor.
'Was this the work of the elves in retaliation for killing Chaalmyth?
No, I doubt they would go to his height especially when the culprit wasn't present' Aaron thought to himself.
"Who do you suggest had done this master?" walking beside Aaron Fenrir inquired.
"That's what I'm trying to find out,"
As they both approached the mansion Aaron was based in, five hardened red-skinned orcs stood guard.
"Master!" Fenrir called Aaron informing him about the orcs.
"Do not worry I see them, let's go find out the details of what truly happened here," Aaron informed Fenrir as they moved toward the orcs.
"Who goes there?" one of the orcs asked.
Receiving no form of reply he curiously approached Aaron and Fenrir who had been waiting for him to get closer and immediately he did Aaron opened his mouth and dark flames began to form deep in his throat.
[Ding! You've activated the 'Flaming Wrath' skill... -10 mana]
Before the orc could react the flames burst out of Aaron's mouth and in seconds he was engulfed in seething black flames.
The orc screamed in agony which almost alarmed the remaining four orcs, Aaron and Fenrir passed the sizzling dead body, the orc might have been dead but the flames were as alive as ever eating through his bones.
"Hey, intruders, this building off limits... Now back away before you regret" One orc warned.
"Take care of the rest, I'll be in my seat," Aaron ordered Fenrir as he proceeded to walk past the four orcs.
If it were anyone else they would have held him back, but for some reason, they knew deep down in their soul that if they attempted anything stupid they would all be done.
"Don't move a muscle, he is on par with the great master... If not greater," among the shivering orcs one informed.
The orcs felt a great chill down their veins, perhaps it was the instinct a servant develops after years of serving a master of great power.
"Ohh and Fenrir bring one alive, but before you do make sure he begs you for death," before stepping into the mansion Aaron informed.
[Ding! Fenrir has used the skill 'Morsel']
Before the eyes of the orc, Fenrir had transformed into a mountain-sized black bear ready to rip limbs apart.
**GROWLLL!!!!....
The black bear let out as saliva dripped off its mouth and within a heart beat it jumped on the four orcs.
**WAAAAHHHHH!!!!
Terrifying screams sounded from both in and outside the mansion, which began fading over time till it became so quiet you'd hear if a pin fell to the ground.
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