in front of an arching blade.

He doesn't scream, just falls to his knees and slumps down. The thing puts its foot on Jack's shoulder and wrenches the head of its double sided axe out of him. Blood spurts out of the broken mess where his shoulder once was.

I can hear screams all around. The rest of the raiding party is swarming the tavern, scaling walls and smashing windows. It's all a blur. Everything around me though feels like slow motion.

That thing is walking towards me and Emma is the biggest human being I have ever seen. But he isn't a human being. His ski's muted green and those tusks aren't protruding from a helmut. They're growing out of his heavy square jaw. This is some Lord of the Rings shit.

What I'm gonna (pretty safely) call an orc cocks his (its?) head to the side and I think smiles. Jack's blood sprayed across one side of his face and is dripping from his weapon. Watching him move isn't like watching a human. His clumsy gait doesn't seem to slow him down though. He was on Jack incredibly fast.

I don't know what to think right now.