Chapter One
Obito pulled the string of his bow back, trying to ignore the blood that seeped between his fingers. Beside him an enraged Sin'dorei dressed in maroon armor could only glower caught a moment ago by a hastily laid ice trap. However, Obito hadn't been fast enough and a blade had bashed down across his gauntlet, cracking the armor.
Hotaru let out a painful squawk as she struggled with the female caster the hunter was shooting arrows at. The dragonhawk's fire-breath blasted the mage in the face. Their foe let out a horrific scream. Obito silenced the cries with a well aimed arrow into her eye. The caster crumbled to the ground, dead. Just then the ice beside Obito shattered and he unsheathed his sword parrying the attack from the now free knight.
Hotaru dove into battle placing herself between Obito and his opponent. The hunter tried to back up to get range but their prey wasn't giving him any leeway. With a shrug Obito switched his tactics and unsheathed a second weapon, a small dagger that glowed blue from the enchantments placed on it. "You'll find that I've mastered many weapons," he said. His swung his sword low while holding his dagger up to block the attack from the other. The longer blade caught the shin of their foe, slicing tendons. "Won't be running away, now," Obito said.
"I'll die before I run," he growled.
"I'm good with that," Obito said, bringing his dagger down across the arm of his opponent. Hotaru let out a painful yelp as the sword of the knight caught her wing. Obito cast a quick heal spell on his partner without taking his eyes off the enemy.
"You should save your mana."
"Why? When I can just take yours?" Obito said as he mana-tapped the other.
A fireball barely missed Obito's face and he glanced behind him, a second Sin'dorei mage had appeared and at his side were two more armored knights. "Shit," Obito said.
"You're dead," the man in front of him sneered.
"Maybe but so are you," Obito said twisting around and slamming the blade of his dagger into the unprotected neck of the paladin. He jerked it out roughly and turned his attention to the trio of new opponents as the other fell behind him.
The three of them were staying back, just watching for the moment. That was fine with Obito he used the time to heal Hotaru as well as wrap a bandage around his injured hand. The mage nodded and the two in armor slowly spread out, putting themselves to the left and right of him.
"You've made quite the mess of our camp, hunter." The caster said gesturing to the bodies scattered around.
"Nothing personal, someone offered me gold for a body count … you three will finish up that tally nicely." Obito said as he placed an invisible trap down at his feet. The knights would most likely charge him, the trap would take care of one … the mage was the biggest threat and so the first to die.
"All right, Hotaru … let's do this, for Quel'Thalas!" He sent the dragonhawk after the caster as he triggered the bestial rage within them. The knights charged and as expected one of them triggered the ice trap. Obito dodged the attack of the second as he skillfully continued firing arrows at the mage.
The ice shattered too soon and Obito quickly switched to his blades, trying his best to fend off the assault as Hotaru continued attacking their target. The caster was near his end, it wouldn't be too long now. Obito mana-tapped him and then used his new found energy to silence any heals from the knights.
One of the paladins swore and backhanded Obito with his armored gauntlet sending him tumbling. He quickly rolled away from the attack of the other and got back to his feet, his head spinning. A loud squawk brought his attention back to Hotaru and he let out a silent cry as his partner fell to the ground, dead. His soul trembled for a moment as their spirit bond was lost. Behind the badly injured mage two more Sin'dorei appeared.
Obito swore and took a small step back, raising his weapons in front of him. "You should probably run," one of the knights sneered.
"I never run," Obito replied.
"We'll put that on your tombstone," the paladin said charging.
The broadsword swung at his head was blocked by large shield strapped to the arm of the troll that dropped from above. "Nothin' but trouble," the troll said as he unsheathed his giant sword.