Kyle dipped his hand into the cold water of the river. The waterfall roared behind him as he sat by the waterside with his legs crossed under him.
He had learned a few things in these past twenty four hours.
Number one; the Fallen Knight Aoris was not a good liar at all. She was avoiding him as much as she could, and when he did get her to speak, she gave short, one word answers.
Number two; Aoris was still angry at him. For more things than one. She still resented his prying questions, and she was now pissed off because he had nearly died, while acting way too cocky.
Number three; someone aside from Kyle and Aoris had been here. At least that was what the footsteps he found in the mud pointed at. He had also found a few strands of crimson hair, but he wasn’t sure of whether that hair belonged to Aoris, or the other woman who spoke with Aoris.
He bit his lips as he watched the water flow around his fingers. Was the person he saw behind the wat
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The elf’s last breath was a heavy one, filled with pain. Kyle dropped the piece of cloth he had been pressing against her stomach, against the wound that caused her death. He reached for her open eyelids, and gently closed them. Not far from where he was standing, someone collapsed. He forced himself to get up, and rush towards the next dying person. He intentionally avoided looking to his left, towards the battlefield, because he knew all he would see was just death. More death. He helped the younger looking elf get up again. This was just a sharp stinger in his leg. Simple. He used a tourniquet to stem the flow of blood, then removed the black stinger that was the same size and thickness as his forearm. “Stand still,” He muttered, almost absentmindedly, as he pressed some herbs against the open wound. Leaves that the other medics had given him. Things they used to draw the insect’s venom out of the open wound. “Thank you,” The elf muttered, though h
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Some began rising into the sky not too far away from where they stood. Gathered around the large tree at the heart of the orchard, Kyle and the elves shot worried glances towards the smoke and flames visible through the trees. They were burning the orchard. The elves gritted their teeth and tightened their grasp around their weapons, but none of them tried anything futile. Kyle respected their discipline. His gaze remained fixed on the oversized insects surrounding them. Large praying mantises, ants, and other despicable, disgusting creatures swayed back and forth, clicking, and screeching constantly. They were waiting for the elves to make the first move. “Stall.” Kyle whispered softly. The elven leader standing beside him nodded. He knew just as well as Kyle did that they couldn’t win against these bugs, even with the protective spells around the heart of the orchard. They needed aid, Cacophus needed to arrive, now! Kyle shot a glance east,
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The smell of charred wood and burnt bodies lingered in the air despite the mild breeze. It was too strong to be washed away simply like that. Too many trees had been burned, too many bodies incinerated. “How are they?” Kyle asked the elven leader as the tall elf stood by the large tree at the heart of the orchard. The wounded had been carried off further up north, to where the smell of death and loss didn’t reach. “Not well,” The elf said softly. He pressed his palm against the large, sickly tree. “It was getting better,” He said with a bitter smile on his lips. “The venom was almost gone, and your Lich’s spell would be easy to revoke as he is our – your – ally. It was getting much better.” Kyle looked away. Seeing the elf broken and distraught like this felt wrong. “I’m sorry,” He finally muttered. “I should have come earlier. I was too late, this happened because of me.” He clenched his fists. It was all that stupid paladin’s fault! Had he no
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