Pherdur glanced at Evren as she lifted the small child onto her shoulder and carried it away. He then turned to the man fighting the orcs and noticed the blade he was carrying shatter into pieces across the floor and he was then defenceless.
"No," he thought to himself as the orcs captured the man and came running after Donlamir, himself and the woman that had cut the ropes on their wrists before. They tried to resist the orcs but it was hopeless with so many of them. One orc grabbed Pherdurs hands and feet and tied them back together so he couldn’t escape.
"Not getting away that easily!" the orc said as he lent over to him laughing in a vile way, Pherdur felt anger rise up inside of him.
"That’s what you think," Pherdur said in a stern voice, the orc turned around and the smile left his face as he took a swift punch at Pherdur. He could barely feel the orcs hand hit him as his face felt so numb. Once again the men were captured but luckily Evren had got away safely and was going to warn Fededhor and the others that the men had been captured.
Only a few minutes later, but it almost seemed like hours to Pherdur, they arrived at the orc camp, they were taken down into a small cave and thrown on the ground violently. Pherdur sat up noticing some other people being held captive here, he looked to see how many guards there were and at that moment there was no hope for escape for the people.
[ June 03, 2003: Message edited by: Phervasaion ]
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