She had never been more scared in her life. Her feet pounded on the ground, trying to get as much distance between her and the ugly red demon that had spotted her. By now other demons had heard the horn, and she felt as if a whole army was pursuing her. Her heart was rapidly pulsating in her chest. As she reentered the forest, she sprinted between trees trying desperately to divert the demon mob. However, she wasn't very fast. She didn't have to look back to know that they were quickly gaining on her. Then, she heard a whoosh, and an arrow embedded itself into the tree she had just sprinted past. Great, now she was getting shot at? She began to serpentine, but, realizing that made her slower, she ran normal again. Which was worst, an arrow or an angry demon? Then, she heard another whoosh, and pain exploded in her leg.

She crumpled to the ground, moaning in agony as she clutched her bloody calf. Her vision blurred, but she could still make out the shapes of the demons starting to encircle her. She didn't care, for all she cared about was her calf. It felt as if her leg was being torn in half by a hundred angry wasps! Vaguely, she noticed one pair of legs stepping closer, looming over her.

"Who are you?" he demanded. She could only groan in response. Slowly, the tall heavy demon bent down, grabbed her hair, and yanked her up. She gasped in pain, being forced to look at him. He was an ugly demon, pudgy yet tall. His features were round, and he had many blemishes in his bright red skin. His greasy black hair fell into his dark eyes, which revealed no mercy. She shivered under his gaze.

"Who are you? I will not ask again." His voice was full of authority.

"La-Lahnia" she sputtered, terrified. He tossed her to the ground and looked down on her.

"Why were you spying on our camp?" he growled, anger building.

"I-I wasn't! I was just out collecting honeycomb, and I stumbled upon your camp…" her last few words were mumbled, and she looked away.

"You lie" he hissed, and took a step towards her. She raised her arm to protect herself from what he would do, and shut her eyes.

"Halt Bruzar! You know the rules. Any prisoner's fate should be decided by the lord." She slowly lowered her arm to see yet another demon walking up behind Bruzar, as Bruzar turned to glare at him. He looked as if he was about to start arguing but the other demon just raised his hand in defense.

"You know I'm right. I will take her to the lord." There was a pause, until Bruzar gruffly stated:

"She's a liar." Then he turned and walked off. The demon that had stopped him turned to her. He was a tall and muscular green demon, nothing like the stout pudgy one that had spotted her. His eyes were pitch-black and showed no emotion. His black hair was well kept, unlike that of Bruzar's. His features were sharp and broad, and he looked her up and down before saying:

"Follow me." Lahnia looked around, still surround by a ring of demons; no way would she be able to escape. As she tried to get up, she hissed in pain as her bloody calf protested under the weight. In the heat of the conversation, she was too scared to remember her injured leg.

"I… cannot walk." She stated quietly, not wanting to upset the demon. He looked down at her, contemplating. Eventually, he sighed and bent down. He grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her onto his shoulder; a gasp of pain escaped her lips as her leg was swung. She was humiliated that she could not walk, even among enemies. She remained silent as she was carried through the camp, and down onto the slopes of the sealed grounds. Suddenly they stopped, and he hoisted her down onto the ground. They were in front of an extremely lavish building, the only non-tent in the camp. It was small, but made of large pieces of grey stone that looked hastily put together, but still the best of the camp.

"Stay here." The demon that carried her walked through the large wooden door that was on the building. She grunted. She couldn't try to escape if she wanted to, there was no way she was going anywhere with her leg in such a bad condition. She looked around her. Tents were on all sides of the sloped wall, and there were many demons freely walking around, casually chatting amongst each other. There were small fires around about every five tents, and as a result, smoke loomed in the air. As two demons walked past her they looked at her curiously, but continued on. Lahnia sighed and rested her head on the dirt wall behind her, gazing up at the bright blue sky. What have I gotten myself into? After a few minutes, the green demon came back out and picked her up again. She said nothing as they went through the doors. Her heart pounded, she was so nervous for meeting the demon that would soon decide her fate. An eerie voice sounded from within.

"Why, hello…" Lahnia gulped.