The Wrong way to Rescue.

The elf in Ordo Malleus uniform lay bleeding in the corner...spears emerged from points in her body yet they wernt fatal. "Gutzy...handle this...i have a pesky preist to take care of.." Melreth stepsed outside and a blond haired girl stared hatefully at her.

Prayher glared at Melreth two Shadow bolt holes had charred her dress yet the skin under these was free of anywounds, Prayher disliked people who hit whith shadowbolts...

"So Preist? you think your strong enough to take me?" Melreth grined evily Prayher grinned back and glared again.

"This is going to be easy! she wont stand a chance!" thought Melreth and began with her opening move. Prayher immedietly cloned her self the clones lasted about three seconds as the shadow tendrils sprouting out the ground picked them up and sqeezed bursting the illusions. she then sheilded the tendrils flailing againt its power. "impressive.." melreth waited for the preists sheild to give.

"What is going on here?!" Bodicia appered behind Melreth eyeing the battle befroe she could intervine Hearny the assasin-gnome engaged her leaving Melreth and prayher to battle. Prayher looked either side and behind...the tendrils LOOMED.....

Melreth turned from the new girl back to the preist...and was caught a swift uppercut from prayher who had rolled forward and jumped up catching her under her jaw. "you!" Melreth launched the tendrils at prayher restraing her amrs and legs forcing her to her knees. Thorns sproted scraping the tendrils freeing one arm which prayher used to blast the tendrils off her...only her legs where stuill caught.

Melreth knocked the druid off the edge...it wasent to far down she would be out of the way while she finished off this preist. turning to the flailing prayher she said "your strong for a preist..."

Prayher struggled against the tendrils but they slowly pulled her to the floor pinning her to the cobbles. melreth looked down at prayher her eyes turning black she bent down and touched prayhers head...which burst into a halo of light....no mind wars here.

Prayher was finding it hard to breath..Melreth stood up and played golf with her face whacking it with her staff prayher managed to turn her head and spat blood on the floor the tendrils tightend on her neck again as melreth knelt down reaching for her head...Prayher spat at her face...

Melreth wiped the spit off her face standing up and readyed her staff for another whack!

Prayher looked up grinning even against all the odds she grined...the staff hit her face once more due to lack of air and the pain her body shut down....she fell into darkness.

Some Time later......

Prayher groaned in the arms of a voidwalker...barely hearing from gorund leval "see mistress she wakes"...Prayher opened her eyes slowly...all she saw was the edge of a staff fill her world before the dark closed again. Melreth lowered her staff she was getting tired of hitting the girl...though she probably deserved it...making me bleed.

Prayher woke once more....she was liying on a soft quilt...her hands and legs tied together which was then tied oh so securely to the bed she was on...Great...

Prayher looked around...her face hurt her eye watered...how low was it to poke an eye?! she lay on the bed and melreth came to her side soothing voiced belieng a darker purpose "this wont hurt for long..."

Melreth grined she was enjoying this...she watched the girl struggle against the ropes and the shadow that enveloped her the girls face broke the shadwo after futile attemps to diapell her face panicstricken...the shadow enveloped her...Melreth thought this was good...she had lost the elf but she now had a totally new distraction..."What a rescue gone wrong that was.." she thought as the girl groaned again...the girl opened her eyes slowly...what a new slave she had.