Well at first...

Even though Dukash got a head start Thror is much faster, running ahead of his brother and engaging the enemy. The first gnoll does not even have time to draw his weapon and is soon completely at the barbarian's mercy. With one clean swing, Thror takes off the beast's head, his precision and strength making up for the axe's low quality. With one gnoll down, Thror charges the next one.

Meanwhile, Dukash has his own enemy to fight. Rapier in hand, he begins to fence with the opposing gnoll. "Ah, I see you fight pretty well for a dog!" He taunts, almost dancing around his opponent. "But you will not win this one, you empty-headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!" It takes a second but you realize that he is lacing his insults with a spell, the words actually damaging the gnoll! The poor beast is quickly **** to grip his head, yelping in pain.

As Thror engages the third enemy, you wonder if you should involve yourself more. However, those thoughts are cut short when a rope falls over your head and coils around your torso. Before you even realize what is going on you are tugged backwards, screaming as you get dragged into the brush. You struggle to escape the binding to no avail, helpless as you are taken an unknown distance away from your companions. Eventually, you stop moving, the lasso no longer taut around your stomach. However, before you can attempt an escape another gnoll is on you!

You scream again as the hyena-like beast tackles you, forcing your face into the grass. His claws tear at Dukash's shirt, tearing it from you to once again expose your naked body. Resisting him is pointless; there is no way you could possibly overpower the gnoll warrior's raw strength. Gritting your teeth, you pray for rescue. The gnoll laughs menacingly as he unties his breeches, his thick cock falling onto your ass. It throbs with warmth, growing as the beast gets more and more aroused.

"You will make Googleam very happy!" He growls, stroking himself to a full erection. "You are a very pretty girl, and from your scent, a very pretty virgin!"

Just when you think all hope is lost, a figure appears through the brush. It is Thror, battleaxe in hand. The gnoll freezes in place, dick still in hand. However, the half-orc does not immediately charge to your rescue. He seems to hesitate for a second, causing dread to fill your heart. He had threatened earlier that you were Dukash's responsibility, and that it was not his job to save you. But surely he would not abandon you...right?