I sat in my tent preparing a bundle of arrows with elemental flaming heads with my makeshift forge burning away before me. I sensed Angie and my mates arrival before they walked through the open flaps of my tent. I didn't bother looking up as I dipped the arrow head in the blue flames.
"What's up? You find the Warlock that let red bastards into the Orc's realm?" I asked.
"Danny. Look at me." Angie said.
I looked up to see her face glowing with fearsome rage and constraint. I started to ask her what was wrong but then she lifted her sword and attempted to remove my head. The blade past through my neck like a mist. She fell to the ground. At the same time Erica attempted to attack me with hand forming a claw.
