"Wait up Vodka! I can barely catch up!" Thoril yelled to his wolf, the wolf jumped onto a rock ledge distances away and woofed. The dwarf ran and stopped to catch breath, leaning on his rifle. The mage blinked towards the cliff end and scout for any trace of the priest. Alfred announced "Short break, we'll be moving in 2 minutes." The dwarf yelled out "2 MINUTES! Dwarfs are excellent sprinters but not marathon runners! Can I be the sharpshooter here?" Hapyala gigged and said "Are you afraid now dwarf?" Thoril swelled in embarrassment and yelled "I AM NOT AFRAID OF ANYTHING! Not the Lich King, not Illidan, and not a teeny-tiny gnome who played with fire!" The face of the hunter suddenly turned from anger to shock, Yala was totally confused and shouted "What?" Thoril quickly took out his rifle and aimed straight at Hapyala, she gasp in shock and involuntarily blinked away, the dwarf fired and hit straight at the skeleton soldier, the head of the skeleton exploded and collapsed. Alfred quickly shouted "Into Formations! Go, Go, GO!" Hapyala and Thoril immediately retreated to Alfred and together formed a tight triangle, so that all sides will be covered. The other skeletons suddenly advanced and surrounded the trio, there are about 20 skeletons, mostly soldiers but one of them had strong dark plate armor, possibly the leader. The paladin unsheathed his sword and prepared for battle.
He stated "Since Giorin is not here to heal us; we have to be more careful. I will hold the enemies off. Hapyala! Try to use spells that can take down groups of enemies at once, or else we'll be overwhelmed soon. Thoril! Trap the enemies and huddle them together so Yala can incinerate them easier, and remember to use your pet!" Both members shouted "Yes Captain!" The skeletons advanced forward with hollow eyes scouring straight on the group, Alfred stepped forward, focused his power and blessed his group with Blessing of the Kings, the group lit in holy light and they were boosted with energy. He then channeled holy energy towards his shield, the metal shine in pure light and became lighter in touch. Alfred scanned the enemies and concentrated on the leader, uh skeleton and hurled his shield. The shield slammed on the skeleton knight's face and the remaining energy propelled the shield and rebounded on his two subordinates and the three was dazed by the attack. The shield returned towards the paladin's hand and charged towards the group. The skeleton was surprised by the paladin's action but quickly moved to engage, Alfred held his position and let the skeleton surrounds him. Hapyala shouted "Watch out, Alfred!" The paladin closed his eyes, and focused towards the sky. When the skeleton strike, Alfred's eyes suddenly glowed with light, and strong flowing light appears and struck towards the skeletons, they screamed in an inhumane voice and incinerated in holy flames. The mage and hunter watched in awe as Alfred took down 4 skeletons at once, but quickly returned to their duties in Flamestriking and Trapping.
Thoril picked up a strangely crafted contraption, attached it onto a slingshot-looking machinery and fired, the contraption flew up in the air and landed in front of a team of skeletons, the undead continued to march and stepped on the machine. The machine cracked open and arcane energy burst out, covering the ground. The energy then freezes in record time, creating thick white snow and trapped the legs of the enemies. They tried to move but the snow significantly slowed their movements. The hunter then fired a shot up to the sky, the bullet exploded and flew out hundreds of bullets, raining down to the trapped enemies. In the other side, Hapyala focused on the fire in her palms, the fire started to burn brightly and the gnome shouted "FLAMESTRIKE!" and channeled the energy on the ground, incinerating anyone unfortunate enough to step into the ring of fire. Suddenly a sharp pain seared through the mage, she screamed and fell to the ground. Apparently one of the Scourges had successfully flanked to the blind side. Hapyala quickly rolled away from the second strike, and conjured a strong fireball, casting it straight on the skeleton. It hit at the chest of the skeleton and decimated it. While she was recovering, another band of warriors charged from behind and stabbed her on the back, she turned back and tried to cast a spell, but her mind was totally blank. Damn it, not now! She thought is this really over? When the captain raised his dull blade, a dark shadow flew out from nowhere and bit the captain in the neck; the undead screeched in pain and dragged the shadow away. It was Vodka, Thoril's pet. While the troopers were preoccupied by the pet, Hapyala quickly focused some of her last energy and conjured a large fireball above her, the fireball resembles a dragon's head and Hapyala screamed "Dragon's Breath!" and released a torrent of flames on the group, the Scourge were burnt and disorientated by the flames. She then channeled the arcane energy towards her and yelled again "Arcane Explosion" The energy released violently, destroying the remaining troop. She ran towards Vodka and carried him to somewhere safe with the wolf licking her on the way.
"Hey you stinking bastards, I have a special treat brought to you all the way from Ironforge. FLAMING BULLETS, EXTRA HOT!" Thoril shouted and fired a dozen volleys of shots to the large group, the undead managed to dodge a few but was seriously burnt by the incinerate shots. The veteran dwarf then drew out two finely crafted axes and charged into the fray. "Watch out Thoril!" Alfred shouted into the undead group. After 10 seconds, the undead group was now in bits and pieces, and Thoril was standing in the middle of the group, shouting back to the paladin "My homemade Barbecue Undead! Try some!" He tore a piece of meat from the bones and popped it in his mouth "Bit chewy and tough, but tats good ale snacks eh!" Alfred laughed at his statement but quickly returned to his battles, he was struggling to fight against the leading undead, fast and agile but also a hard hitter. The paladin managed to dodge a killing blow, Alfred controls his power to his sword, and it glinted with light. He slashed on the leader's abdomen, spilling undead liquid from the wounds He's not skeleton, but a meaty undead!" The undead briefly knocked back from the blow, but then recovered in a superhuman way and returned a few heavy blows. Alfred barely blocked the incoming attacks and lost his footing. He charged his weapon with holy wrath and unleashed on the attacker, it blew away the soldiers behind but the leader parried the attack. Seeing the chance, Alfred unleashed a quick holy hammer straight towards the face A judgment will be the end of you! He thought. But the light slammed on the undead and burnt away his helmet, revealing a face that the paladin never expected.
A blood elf…
