Endrada shakes and wretches against the chains the demon locked her to, her severely wounded body thankfully left a bloody trail in her wake. All the way to the depths of Orgrimmar he took her, lava and fire spouting around an opening to a cavern far below the surface. In her weakened state, the demon easily stole her armor, knowing it helps her strength and chained her to the hooks in the ceiling. Her originally white undershirt is torn and stained an alarmingly deep red, the demon finding it hard to control himself when such easy prey is so very close. On her knees she waits, arms above her head, she doesn't even have the energy to stand up, let alone fight whatever may be coming for her.
Ash follows the blood trail, only obvious to her, until she gets to the underbelly, slowing as she finally trains her eyes on the Warrior, a breath of relief pressing past her lips. Approaching the entrance carefully, she looks around the cavern,
"Fuck... what the hell..." She whispers out, pulling out her lockpick as she slides into the entrance,
"Stop..." The Warrior breathes, Ash stealthing immediately, "He is right there..." She gestures with her head, the demon blending in against the shadows of the wall, "And there are traps..." She points upwards, little jagged spears hooked to more chains aiming at her. The Rogue sneaks closer, eyeing the chains but not knowing what will set them off as the floor looks flat, no press pads to set off. Sliding forward she hears a small beep, just one, and it swiftly sets off a spear, the jagged end driving deep into the Warrior's shoulder. She does not cry out, the woman so weak she can barely muster a small whimper, looking at the spear as she bites hard on her lip. The Rogue moves with agility unmatched, only one other spear digging deep into the Warriors side as she gets an eery look on her feature, pale and sickly as the Rogue starts to panic,
"I have to get you out of here... Trust me yet?" She asks as she tries to pry the spear from Endrada's shoulder first, the item ripping savagely from her skin. The scent of the fresh blood causes the demon to move, shooting towards the elves, more spears shooting out, parried sharply by Ash,
"Here... he comes..." The Warrior breathes out the warning, the pain finally getting to her as an unseen spear stabs into her back. Moving into the shadows the Rogue growls low, one of the spears having to be dodged as they fly every which way, one slices against her ear, catching her ponytail as well,
"Son of a..." She huffs and turns to sprint towards the demon who is closing in, the angry beast lumbering about and near tripping on himself as a spear lodges itself into its arm. Crying out he yanks the spear from his orange skin, giving the Rogue enough time to leap through the air to land on its back and sink her daggers deep into its neck. The poison she applied causes the beasts bloodstream to slow, numbs his senses and paralyzes him for a short amount of time. It tries to reach back, another spear catching its arm before it limply slams to the ground, reduced to a lumped whining wreck before her eyes. Pulling her daggers out, she lifts its head and slices through the demon's throat, "I won't take any more chances, and I fucking hate demon's anyway..." She states, stepping off the demon's corpse to walk towards her goal once again. The Warrior finds it in herself to smile, her head tilting to the side,
"At this point... I couldn't agree more." She whispers, her hands straining against the chains as she works to stand herself up, blue eyes turning to the entrance as small clicks knock against the hard floor. Ash turns in a rage, knowing all to well that noise,
"How the fuck did you get out?!" she yells, the undead already charging for her with a shiv raised high above his head,
"SHE IS MINE!" He shrieks, pouncing towards the Rogue. She reacts quickly, taking the pounce in tandem and rolling so he flips and slams onto his back with her atop him. The shiv stabs into her right arm, however, he flips over to try and claw his way to the Warrior instead, knowing she is still under the effects of his spell, "Get her... get her!" He yells, Endrada does nothing but stares at him as Ash's dagger stabs into him, effectively paralyzing him for the moment,
"This is the third time I've had to deal with this jackass..." She states flatly, "See this THING here?" She kicks his head, angered enough at this point she has nothing left to hold back for, "He's been controlling you, using you this whole time... You're not who you think you are." She walks up to the Warrior, her hand lifting to grasp one of the two spears left in the woman, "This is going to hurt..." Endrada looks between the Undead and the Rogue, her exhaustion catching up to her as she nods, barely making a sound as it's pulled from her skin, "You need to understand, you have a whole other life... a wife, a home..." She looks around, biting her lip, "Do you still have that device I gave you and did you use it?" Moving back to the man on the floor she waits for an answer, binding him again, this time a bit rougher,
"Why... would this happen... why do I have a life I don't remember..." She tilts her head, eyes watching the other woman warily as she comes back to her, "Were you in that life?" Her eyes scan the Rogue's face, trying her best to piece things together, "What is your name?" Ash's hands wrap around the last spear, her breath held as she pulls it out and comes back to the front of the Warrior,
"I was not, and it's because that fucker over there has you under some sort of control that you don't remember. Your wife sent me after you, and when I saw your situation I couldn't help myself, these things disgust me, and there was nothing I wouldn't do to help." She reaches up to pick the locks holding the Warrior up, "Even now there is a blonde woman sitting in the city, your wife, pining over you. I'm Ashlynde by the way." Endrada's brows furrow, eyes sparking a bit as she leans closer to the Rogue, trying to find any sign of lies coming from her lips,
"I have a wife? No, I didn't get to use the device... I'm sorry..." The light in her eyes is fading slowly, the blue getting paler by the minute, almost white in the right light,
"You do, she's delicate and beautiful and looks like she's never worked a day in her life, I'm sure that's largely thanks to you." She smirks, keeping her interaction gentle so as not to re-light the spells suspiciousness. The Undead stirs a bit, his mouth hanging open as the poison begins to wear off,
"The elves did this to you, they aren't to be trusted..." The Warrior tenses at this, backing up from the Rogue before she can get the shackles off. Rolling her eyes, Ash moves over to him, slitting his throat and letting him die right next to his demon,
"I. Am. Here. To. Help." She reiterates, offering up a red and blue potion, "This will heal you, and hopefully remove that curse I think." She frowns a little as the Warrior tries to back up more, stumbling in her weakened state. With a speed she herself didn't even know she had, she's behind End in a split second, catching her and lifting the potion to her lips, "Drink, or I will make you drink." The Warrior can no longer argue, sipping slowly as weary eyes stare up at Ash, "I just want to get you to safety... and I can't have you hurting while I do that." She softens her voice, standing the woman up so she can finish with the shackles,
"I'm sorry... I bled on you..." The Warrior's voice is strained, but it's all she can think to say in the eery quiet of the cavern. The effects of the spell wear off completely, her body finally giving in and collapsing when the binds are unlocked. Ash catches her a second time, terrified fingers grasping her tightly as the blue sifts away to offer a dull green, "Am... am I going to die..." She breathes out the question, all of the missed sleep, all of the battles won, and all of the unhealed wounds finally catching up to her. Grasping just a bit tighter her eyes well up, the indestructible Warrior shaking her head in fear, "I'm not ready..." all she can muster before she passes out in Ash's arms,
"No... come on... wake up." She hoists her up and takes off towards the tavern, the potion healing the woman in her arms, but not fast enough to stop the excessive blood loss, "With all the honor I have left, I swear you won't die..."