Natal looked out over Tranquillen feeling the cold presence of Zangnuz to her right and hearing the imp, Juplop, dancing around her feet keeping them warm.
The creatures of the dead scar were slowly being beaten back by the small collection of a Troll, Blood elf, Tauren and an Orc. The forsaken, Ichasi, had been in the fight to before he was snatched away by the banshee queen. In the small band of fighters Natal could recognize Pule the Blood elf captain, Extate the Tauren shaman, Bobodude the Troll priest and Marla the Orc rogue. They were strong but not strong enough Natal thought seeing the two large abominations which should be the guards of the forsaken's evil Undercity coming towards the group.
"Are you coming Natal? Or will you be deemed a coward"
Natal stared at the figure next to her. Her anger at be called a coward flowing into the two minions by her side. Zangnuz let out an eerie wail. The figure laughed stepping into the faint light given off by the toadstools of Tranquillen. His long blonde hair quite the opposite of Natals dark brown, he moved closer and the two elves glared into each others white eyes.
"You will not be called a coward?" the mage laughed, "Then why don't you prove me wrong? Those are your friends aren't they?" Natal nodded her brown hair fell out of place for a split second before returning to its normal perfection. She allowed her gaze to drift towards the fighters as more zombies, skeleton and the other disgusting creatures of the dead scar came to join the fight. Bigger now the two abominations would be on her friends in minutes and they would be defeated.
"You'll prove yourself?" He asked again obviously getting impatient.
"Title, I do not need to prove myself" Natal spoke with a voice over brimming with emotion. Anger being one of the main emotions.
"Please Natal, my love, if not to me then do your newest servant"
"I prefer the term slave" Natal shot back holding out her arm for Juplop to jump on. He rested on her shoulder. Title stood there still taking in her sharp tone which was the opposite of Title's calming drivel. "I have nothing to prove to anyone especially my slaves"
Title proceeded to lift her into his arms and kiss her roughly. Natal responded with a gentle yet tempting kiss of her own. On reaching the ground again, eyes flashing, Natal began the spell of summoning and soon a new creature stood by her side. Its whipped came cracking through the air and its horned gleamed ready to be stained red.
"My love" Natal whispered taking Title's hand.
"Natal?"
The two abominations had now been spotting and her friends were charging themselves up for a fight they could not win alone. 'Friends' that was a word she definitely wasn't used to.
"Lets go prove that we don't need to prove ourselves."
Title grinned at his lover before charging down the hill, sword drawn and ready to slice.
"Go my pets! Go!" Natal screeched.
Minutes later those abominations who should have been guards of the forsaken became nothing but shreds.