Try and Help

You open your eyes and look around. You’re back inside your cave den, having respawned. Getting up, you noticed that the poisoned dagger had somehow got brought along with you. Eyeing the weapon, you get a look at its stats.

Poison Dagger

Description: A small, wicked dagger of dark elf design. The blade itself is coated in poison with more hidden inside the handle.

Attack: 10 dmg (-1 hp/10 seconds)

Looking at it, you remember that those two assholes have something planned for Lily’s master. You don’t know how long it took you to re-spawn so it may already be over and if not you don’t know where they could be-

“HEEELLLPPP!!!” A high pitched voice screams, echoing out of the forest. Making you jump as the sound reaches your cave.

That sounded like the hunter, Mydysa. They must be closer than you thought!

You wonder for a moment why you’re so concerned though. Why do you care about some random adventurer, regardless if she has a cute vixen? You’ve been hunted, attacked, used for training, all kinds of things by them! Why do you care so much?!

…However, whatever those two have planned for her, can’t be good for anyone.

“Damn my guilty conscience.” Bending down, you grab the dagger’s handle between your teeth and bite down, keeping careful to keep the blade away from nicking you. Ready and, somewhat armed, you dart out of your cave and into the forest.

You run past numerous trees until you catch sight of something. Snagged on a bush was the same blue scarf that Lily wore when you saw her. With no sign of the hunter’s fox, you only hope that it got caught as she ran past.

“Hmph, she at least put up a half-decent fight.” You hear the gruff voice of the human. Peeking through more bushes, you see an open area within the forest, bathed in moonlight. In the middle, you spot the two from earlier, the dark elf kneeling next to a small figure while the barbarian’s back is turned toward you.

“I hate dealing with little bastards like her.” He growled. “Always moving and jumping around, makes them hard to hit.”

Zebith used the back of his hand to brush the gnome’s cheek. “Lucky, my knockout potion put her out. We wouldn’t want to damage that pretty face, would we?” He then glanced at Adam.

“Did you deal with her pet?”

“Don’t worry, I hit it so hard it probably de-summoned already. Speaking of pets…” You could hear him laughing.

The rouge smirked and pulled out the collar from earlier.

“No worries, once this is on her, she’ll obey us without fault. Anything we ask, she’ll do.”

So that was their plan. You’re willing to bet that thing was a hacked item. If you want to save her, this is your only chance. A full-on attack would be suicide, so you’ll have to be clever.

“Alright, let’s do this.” Steeling all your nerves and biting down harder on the knife, you jump from the bushes and rush forward. You moved faster than you ever had as you got closer to the two. Your sights on the big, brute.

“Hurry up, I got something for that little mouth o-” Adam was cut off as he yelled in pain, dropping to one knee. Zebith jumped when he heard the yell.

“What the-” A white blur streaked past him and cringed as he grabbed his right arm, feeling a gash on it. Looking up he saw a couple feet away, one of his daggers in your mouth. “Where the hell did you come from?!”

“I don’t care where it came from!” The berserker stood up, hammer raised up. “It’s about to get knocked into next week!”

You see the human move and about to swing that massive hammer. Timing it right, your moon mark began to glow. Zebith reached his hand to stop him.

“Adam, Wait! It’s about to-”

FLASH

Adam cried out in surprise as he was blinded mid-swing. The momentum from his war hammer caused him to spin around, catching the dark elf in surprise. The blow struck, launching him a good few feet away from Mydysa.

You rushed forward again, slashing at Adam’s leg as you ducked to avoid the hammer. The strike added to him spinning causing him to fall on his ass.

Hearing something, you look up to see a glint in the air. Moving out of the way, the object strikes the ground, exploding into a cloud of purple smoke. Adam isn’t lucky as he begins **** and coughing as the cloud engulfs him.

“Zebith *cough* *cough* y-you knife-eared bastard!” He gagged as he tried to breathe.

Poison. Looking back, you see the dark elf standing with another vile in his hand. Losing his usual smirk, he now had a look of irritation. He took aim, wound up, and threw the vial at you.

Rushing forward, you were up ahead before the vial hit. Instead of the poison smoke from earlier, an explosion sounded behind you, the ring causing your ears to flatten. Bomb failing, the dark elf soon had multiple knives in each hand and began flinging them your way.