A cackle echoed through the alley she was in. No matter what, she couldn't, and wouldn't, be able to escape. Lara was huddled in a corner of a dank and moldy box, discarded food was spread down the sides. A wolf whipped around the corner, and started approaching her. It's charcoal grey fur stood up on end, as it snarled rather viciously. A man followed not far after his wolf, but he was no ordinary man, this was one of the elite guards, protectors of King Ranthard.
King Ranthard was a vile king. He tortured people for the fun of it, and every two years he sends two outcasts to a maze, where they are never seen again. Sometimes he would send up to five people.
Lara had a sudden glimpse of something in the shadows. By now, the guard had taken out his spear, and held it over her "Prepare to die," the guard snickered.
A blur of blue knocked over the guard just before he was about to raise his spear. The figure slit the guards throat then stood up. Lara looked up at the figure with terror filled eyes
"Please don't kill me." she mumbled in fear. The man laughed "Now why would I do that darling?" His voice sounded raspy, like an old man's. He put out his hand for her to grab, and she gladly took it.
Then, he pulled down his hood "Name's Sorren, but you can call me Sor." Lara smiled at Sor "Thank you for saving me."
Sorren returned the smile "No problem."
Lara looked around "So… How are we going to get out of this?"
Sorren smirked before launching into the air. Lara frowned 'He took off without me.' she thought to herself.
Before Sorren could return, two more guards turned down the alleyway. Lara stood there frozen "That little…" she trailed off as one of the guards chucked his spear at her. She dove onto the ground, skinning her knee in the process. One of the guards placed his boot on her head. He leaned down, and hissed in her ear "You never should have stole."
Lara resisted the urge to gag at his rotten breath "Stole? I never stole anything?" She coughed weakly, as the guard dug the heel into her head "Don't play dumb girl. I can easily kill you right now."
Lara glanced up at him "But you wouldn't."
"What do you mean I wouldn't?"
"You want pain and torture, not the satisfaction of killing others."
"Why do you assume that?"
"Because I saw your crocodile, your spirit animal."