The girl took a spinning slash at a Warg about to pounce on the man who had guided her here. With one swipe it's head fell from it's shoulders. Without saying a word she looked directly into his eyes, wide with surprise, then turned, and began to hack away at oncoming enemies. However great she was in battle, her arm bled profusely and her strength soon dwindled. Finally, a large Warg got the best of her and leapt upon her, knocking her to the ground. The girl made no noise, her sword knocked from her hand, she grabbed it by it's throat, and tried to keep its snapping jaws from her face, while even then they were only blessed inches from crunching her head to a pulp.
She let out a small cry and in a dwindling effort knocked it from herself.
"Why are you here!?" She yelled at it in perfect english, speaking for the first time so her compainion was even more shocked than before.
"We have wanted you for quite some time Arenia. You have caused much trouble to us." It growled, circling. "But 'tis not you we want." He let out a snicker and crept away. The girl, Arenia, staggered afew steps back before collapsing again. Her companion dove foreward and caught her, lowing her slowly to the ground and holding her head in his lap...
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[ February 09, 2002: Message edited by: Leighlei ]
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