Chapter 3: Battles

“I know little one!” said Zaith for the hundredth time, almost as soon as they let the village they were lost in a forest near it, he had already fought off a small band of wolves and now his mouse friend was telling him that it was hungry and as soon as he found a small clearing he set up camp and fed his friend before hearing a sound like movement through the trees he grabbed his sword and turned around as he held it in a two handed grasp in front of him and he heard the twang of an arrow being released before he saw the movement and he dodged right and his mouse friend ran into the foliage in search of the danger

“Well human it seems you are well verse in dodging at least” said a musical voice and Zaith turned around towards the voice blocking a sword stroke to his stomach, “Well now are you a man or an elf?” asked the male figure in front of him

“I am Zaith the Unknown” said Zaith as he fought to keep the elf’s sword away

“Human then, but you won’t live to see your own descendants” said the elf and Zaith tilted the block so the blade slide off and when it did he tried to stab the elf but only managed to scrap him, “Well human you did what no other human has managed to do, wound me” said the elf as he suddenly sped up his attack causing Zaith to haveto block and parry each attack as tere was no room to attack back between the blows and he heard a voice lightly breathing into his ear

“Use me boy, this elf knows not who he challenges, one who’s blood runs hot with power” said the voice and Zaith managed to jump back

“You, elf, do you know the name of this blade with that you are crossing?” asked Zaith to buy some time to think

“I would assume it has no name for it has no consciousness” said the elf as he readied his own sword

“It’s name is D`win-Gruk! THE WIND CUTTER!” said Zaith before charging the elf and somehow slipped through the elf’s defenses long enough to wound the elf mightily

“ARGH! You may have won this battle human, but this will not be the last meeting of our swords” said the elf and with that he started to pull away when he felt something bite down on his foot and he shook it off leaving a hunk of skin behind as he fled the clearing Zaith smiled at his friend and nodded and the mouse dropped the bit of flesh in his mouth and ran over to Zaith and made a chattering sound and Zaith nodded as he picked up camp and decided to move to a different area and wisely too as that night that clearing was filled with wolves and worgs who had been using that clearing for pack meetings since the dawn of time

“Little one, if you are tired then rest I shall not leave you behind” said Zaith as they exited the wood that surrounded the village, knowing that now he could not turn back through the magic of the forest he smiled and laughed almost happily he was free from both the village and the forest surrounding it though it was night and the orcs were known to wonder outside the forest walls to the village and he needed to be cautious of drows as well as there were entrances toy heir underground dwellings in this area from what he remembered from his time outside the village before.

“HUMAN!! ATTACK!” said an orcish accented voice and that was all Zaith needed to hear and he grabbed is swod and readied his shield just in time as he blocked an orc’s cleaver with the edge of the shield but the orc was then pre occupied with trying the find the mouse that had just climbed into his armor and Zaith took this opportunity to attack the second orc that attempted to back stab Zaith the mythril sword rang as it parried the orcish blade and glowed an eerie light every time it’s blows were deflected or missed. Having enough with watching a shape flew out of a hole and engaged the first orc Zaith didn’t even flinch for he was grateful the help.

“Blasted Dark Elf!” said the first orc as he had finally gotten rid of the mouse, who was now unconscious. The orc parried the drow’s attack to his gut, and then thrusted with his own attack only for it to be deflected to the side

“D`win, give me strength” said Zaith as he felt his own strength slipping away with fatigue, and he barely parried the next blow before shaking himself as new strength flowed into him. The orc noticed that the human had been losing strength and had been pressing the attack and now the humans seemed more powerful then before but he still pressed the attack trying to kill the boy if only to go kill the elf.

“Come now orc lets see if you can keep up with my blade” said the drow with a feminine voice as she then sidestepped a downward slash from the orc.

“Blasted elf!” said the orc as he attempted to block only forhis cleaver to be cut through by the elf’s blade he lost his arm but he then lunged at the elf groping for a grip at her neck when his felt his heart pierced from behind a lite blue blade protruding from his chest

“This is D`win-Gruk, and your end orc” said Zaith as he pulled the blade from the orc and as he did spun around cleaving the head off the orc

“Thank you human but I did not need your help, in fact you needed mine and I could not leave two orcs just ripe for the killing get away” said the drow and Zaith just looked at her before speaking

“I am grateful for your help dark elf, however, I recently met a light elf that seemed bent on killing me” said Zaith and the drow looked at him suddenly and gripped him by the shoulders of his armor

“Did he have a cut a long his brow? And a silver tint to his eyes?” asked the drow and Zaith nodded almost afraid to talk with her that close. Zaith was physically shaking from trying to keep standing and that caught the drow’s attention

“What’s wrong human?” asked she asked and then noticed that he was bleeding heavily he had gotten cut in his battle against the orcs…

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Well this was an interesting chapter to write, I need to get a new key board so I can write better though read and review