"TO ARMS! TO ARMS MY BROTHERS! THE ALLIANCE HAS COME!"

The horns of war rang loudly throughout all of Orgrimmar.

Amalia ran through the drag to the front lines of the city as she could hear the sounds of metal against metal,

She pulled her longbow that rested on her back, with an arrow at the ready as she called for her black Dire Wolf; ShadowMane.

When she came to the valley of strength with ShadowMane at her side, she saw such carnage as blood began to flow from friend and foe.

"Go my pet, spill the blood of our enemies"

Amalia whispered to her dire wolf as he gave chilling howl and charged into the fray. Even though Amalia was a tauren standing at a little under seven feet tall, she was quick on her hooves and climbed the nearest building.

She pulled her bow back to let her arrows fly, catching a nightelf druid right the chest making him drop where he stood. Amalia kept raining death upon her enemies until she caught sight of a fellow tauren just blow her and noticed that he was wounded badly.

Amalia did a backflip, letting one more arrow fly. This time it caught a dwarven warlock right between the eyes making her fly back with such force that it pinned her to a door post.

Amalia gracefully landed on her hooves, just in time to block the killing blow from a draenai warrior and saving her fellow tauren and comrade in arms.

She looked into the eyes of her enemy, nostrils flaring with rage and said;

"You will die today Alliance scum!"

Amalia caught the draenai paladin off guard with a right hook as she stood, knocking her back a few inches. The draenai paladin shook off the hit and charged the tauren huntress only to miss her target as Amalia dodged the paladin's swing from her broadsword.

Amalia released a small chuckle and said;

"Sloppy, you will not survive little paladin!"

The paladin tried again to charge the hunter with a warcry, to only come face to face with the red sands of Orgrimmar, Amalia went to put her longbow back in its sling but fired it again catching few more enemies with arrows to the chest and other places. Amalia kicked the draenai paladin with such force that it sent her flying and pinned her to the west side of the auction house with two arrows; one through the right shoulder, another through her left wrist.

Amalia pulled the small dagger that she kept on the back of her belt.

Like a spider looking at its prey, Amalia slowly made her way through the fighting to her next victim. Killing anyone who came between her and the target,

Amalia stood face to face with the bleeding draenai paladin, with bloodlust in her eyes and holding the knife against victim's throat saying;

"I want to see the life leave your eyes as I end you and your suffering!"

Amalia ripped off the draenai's helmet at first thought nothing of it. Until the Paladin opened her eyes

This paladin was like no other Amalia had ever seen before, she was beautiful.

Her hair was white as snow; her skin was a bright azure-blue and her eyes were a bright emerald green.

The paladin breathed heavily from exhaustion saying;

"Release me…please"

Amalia slowly moved the dagger away from the paladin's neck, completely captivated by this beauty. Amalia turned her head towards the sounds of retreat from the Alliance, as this paladin's comrades began to abandon her. Amalia pulled the arrow from her wrist and broke the arrow in the paladin's shoulder and without a second thought and pointed towards the gate.

The draenai got up from falling on her knees after being released from her would be killer and started to heal herself as she ran. The paladin took a look back to the Tauren and was gone with others.

Amalia made her way through the cheering of victories from her horde comrades to the inn to find it nearly impossible to find a table until she heard a sharp whistle from the far right corner.

"Amalia! Over here,"

She turned to find her fellow hunter Felix Ironsight who was an Orc and was sitting at a table with the other hunters together while their pets sat at their feet, eagerly waiting for scraps to fall from their masters.

"What a battle today!"

Said Felix as he raised his mug of ale and cheered with other hunters and members of the horde.

"FOR THE HORDE!" was the constant cheer throughout the inn and all of Orgrimmar this day but Amalia just smiled and began thinking to herself as her pet ShadowMane came and sat beside her, resting his head on her leg

"I held that miserable paladin's life in my hands…but I couldn't end her like I did the others. The moment I saw her face…earth mother guide me."

Amalia stood up from the table and quietly slipped away from the others unnoticed like a rogue, mounted her black war-Kodo and rode out of Orgrimmar, to search with herself as to why she failed to take the life of one when she killed many without hesitation.