When she regained consciousness, there was a sword at her throat. She could see Gaya in her periferal vision but dared not turn her head.
She saw Daegon standing near the orcs. She feared for his safety but when he was not being harmed, she realized that he had betrayed the group. He had deliberately led them to the orcs. She vowed that he would feel the repurcussions of his actions. And she would personally see to them. She may have been somewhat fragile-looking, but she could pack a lot of power into a punch.
She wouldn't move now; not with death hovering idly at her throat in the hands of an orc who didn't care whether or not she lived, only that he got dinner that night. So there she stood, with no choice but to be still, and waited.
[ January 31, 2003: Message edited by: Fair Amaryllis ]
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