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Chapter 42 by Erolord Erolord

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Takedown the orc outside

You gently set Petra down inside the tent as you press a finger to your lips. She nods in understanding but her eyes still permeate a look of fear. You ready your bloody dagger as you quietly lift the tent flap just enough to see your target. Just as you suspected an orc sentry stands in position.

Wasting no time you lunge out with your dagger and plunge it into the orcs neck. You hear the gurgling of blood and confused whimpers as you grab his body to drag it back into the tent. The sentry squirms and writhes in your grasp, still not quite dead apparently. Just as you get his upper half through the threshold of the tent, you hear something that chills you to the bone.

“Van dri dathrak! Eeg val natruden!” Shouts an deep voice from outside the tent.

Shit! Guess there wasn’t just one out there. Time for plan B!

You drop the orc and grab Petra’s arm hauling her to the far side of the tent where you begin to hack your way through, now no longer concerned with stealth. You make a small hole in the hide not quite big enough to fit through. You cast a glance behind you and see an orcish guard bursts through the tent’s entrance followed by two more all armed with axes. They spot you and rush towards you and Petra.

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