Michelle Boru tossed her shoulder length dirty-blond hair over her golden shoulders as she tried to catch her breath. Covered from head to toe in dust and dirt, Michelle wished she had joined the strike team, a job more suited to her.
“Are you alright, lass?” Captain Ironhammer asked in his deep dwarven voice as Josef and Luke walked past, carrying a ladder to the end of the tunnel.
“I’m fine,” replied Michelle trying to hide how she felt.
“You can be honest with us, miss,” said Josef as he walked past, carrying a ladder for the end of the tunnel. “We’re all tired.”
Michelle glared at Josef’s back as he set up the rough ladder. Climbing the first few rungs, Josef paused and turned around with a patronizing grin on his, “Where are my manners? Ladies first.”
As Josef said this, there was an echoing crack as the rung he was standing on gave way beneath him. With a loud thump, Josef hit the ground. Glaring at Michelle who was shaking with laughter, Josef said, “At least I have a touch of breeding.”
Still snickering, Michelle climbed the ladder to the surface. Looking around the cobblestone street of Meids, Michelle saw something that killed her laughter and made her stomach retch. Face down, a few feet in front of her, lay the headless body of a Mythronian soldier. Large flies flew over the gruesome sight as the flesh had already started to rot. Josef, Luke, and Captain Ironhammer climbed onto the cobblestone street behind her, checking carefully for dwarves. Josef was about to make a remark about the body when Luke cut him off from the top of the ladder:
“Do you hear something?”
“What?” asked Michelle, straining her ears.
“It sounds like a mob coming,” replied Luke.
“Aye, I hear it,” said Ironhammer.
“What do you suppose-,” began Michelle.
With a loud crashing and yelling, Terrenen, Weston, and Jaron came running onto the street followed by a mass of dwarves.
Quickly releasing a red-feathered arrow into the mass of charging dwarves, Michelle called to Terrenen, Weston, and Jaron, “Where’s Torch?”
Turning around and clashing sword against axe, Terrenen replied breathlessly, “I have no idea. We were split up before we could make it back.”
With their backs to the tunnel entrance, the brave warriors took their stand. If they could make it to the tunnel, they may have a chance!