Okay, guys, you've earned yourself the second half of my Guild Wars short! Don't worry, I went to GW rehab over the weekend, and did this mission over. I know what I'm typing about.

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To Spoonz: Yes, you DO review everything else I write. Glad you enjoyed this, despite being clueless.

To Pheonix Bow: /dance Yay! My fic is good:P

To Silver Ferret: Horse? Where?

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"Are you awake?"

Kali's eyelids fluttered, then popped open. She was looking up at a Monk, one of the henchmen she had seen before she had left on this mission.

"Good. Can you stand?"

"Who are you?" Kali asked weakly.

"Alesia (I think that's how you spell it)."

"Oh, well, thanks."

Alesia turned around. "She's awake, Highness."

Kali's eyes widened as she sat up and wildly looked around at her surroundings. She was in Fort Ranik, close to the heart of Ascalon, in the infirmary area. Rurik walked over to her bedside, a relieved expression on his face.

"Thank Balthazar you're alive. I thought we had lost a brave soul. In case you're wondering, your companions are alive and well." He said.

The young Necromancer nodded, then jumped out of bed. She ran to the window, looking out to the north, the Wall. "Were they held back?"

"No, Kali, we had to retreat." Kali spun around to see the face of Chaos.

"What do you mean, 'had to retreat'?"

"By 'had to retreat', I mean 'had to retreat'. There were too many. We couldn't hold them back."

Kali's head drooped a little. Her mission, to her, had failed. She had messed up. It wasn't the end of the world, she knew that, but it just felt so much like the end. She had tried so hard, even risked her own life to hold back the Charr, and for nothing. They still were able to get to the Wall…and beyond. They were on Ascalon's soil. Soil that had once been rich, fertile, soil that had once been the first step for many an adventurer outside the city. She thought, would her guild still accept her? Probably, but only because they were so small, they needed all the members they could get. But if they were big enough…would they? Would they disregard her?

Kali's thoughts were interrupted by a strong hand on her shoulder. "You should rest. You're in no condition to help right now."

"But, Highness, I could perhaps heal her? Then she could fight!" Alesia offered. She received a glance, as if Rurik was saying, 'Well, do it then'. Alesia only nodded, then started chanting, as Kali started to feel her damaged body restored to health.

"So, ready to help?" Chaos asked with a smirk.

Kali nodded, unsheathing a short sword. "I'm ready to skin some Charr."

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"Ah! I was waiting for you two!" Lucifer grinned! "And I see you are restored to health, O fair maiden of the dead!"

Kali slapped him, before a large Devourer corpse landed beside her.

"It's minion fodder!" Rurik called.

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Sorry if this is short, but, well, this story's a short. See? Short/dance Sorry, I dance too much. :P