She felt the cold steel pressing against her neck. It was closer now and she felt warm liquid trickle down in a zigzag pattern along her skin. She shut her eyes tightly and prepared for the worst. Her body tensed and she grabbed at the ground behind her; taking all of her fear and anger out on the blades of grass. Time only seemed to slow down by tenfold leaving her anxious and increasingly more frightened. She felt and heard a small whirl of wind rush past her face and in a matter of the seconds the cold of the steel had left her neck. A small gasp escaped her lips and she opened her eyes. They widened as she saw her captor on the ground; an arrow through the side of his head. She looked up and saw that the blond woman too had an arrow in her chest and was on the ground; her blood was already beginning to soak through her chest piece darkening the already black clothing. Sayuri heard movement in the bushes to the side and turned slowly; curious to see who the archer was. They had, after all, saved her life. To her surprise she saw two trolls.
They both were tall and walked a little hunched over. One was a dark shade of blue with rather large hair that seemed to shoot out from several angles, leaving a very windswept appearance. His tusks were small and poked out several inches on either side of his mouth. He wore silver plate armor that bore both the Horde crest and the Troll one. The other troll was a pale green and had a tall green mohawk that added at least an extra foot to his height. His tusks were about the same, though one seemed to have been painted. He wore much lighter brown armor- leather she assumed. They walked into the clearing and the plate armored troll reached towards his back and unsheathed a large, glowing broad sword and at once began to cut through the Syndicate woman's' head. He did it with ease and Sayuri watched as the troll bent down and tossed the head to the other troll who caught it and put it into a bag he had over his shoulder. The troll then stopped a moment; noticing the wooden pole that held Raeden's head. She watched as his eyes wandered from it to her and she just stared back; her heart racing. He walked in her direction and slammed his sword into her captor's neck before ripping it from his body and tossing it to the other troll as he had before.
He sheathed his sword and bent down in front of her. He lifted his hand and she watched the three fingers go towards her face. She closed her eyes and felt her heart speed up even more; leaving her body shaking a little. He stroked her face a few times before dragging his hand down to her neck and observing where the dagger had been.
"Goin' ta come wit us, okie?" he said; still eying her wound.
Her eyes widened and she looked from him to the other troll. She didn't know what to say. They were Horde after all, but they had saved her. Though, at this point she wasn't sure if it was out of kindness or just so they could capture and slaughter her elsewhere. Whether it went against her better judgement or not, she did feel inclined to trust him. She sensed something good within him. She gave a small nod.
He grabbed the dagger lying on the ground and was about to cut through the ropes binding her when the other troll stepped forward.
"No," he said shaking his head.
The other troll looked up at him perplexed. "What, mon?"
"What ya be doin' wit da blue girl?" he asked; furrowing his brows and adjusting the bag on his shoulder.
"Goin' ta take her back wit us," he answered; still holding the knife next to the ropes.
"An' den what? Goin' ta keep 'er as a slave or someting?"
"Don' know yet. Don' wanta leave her here..." he said as he stared at me.
"Okie, mon. Do what ya gon' do. Goin' ta get alotta shit for dis t'ough, ya mark ma words." he shook his head.
"I'll deal wit it." he replied; grinning.
He faced Sayuri again and began cutting through the ropes around her chest. Once he finished, she breathed a long sigh of relief; inflating her lungs fully now that her chest was able to expand without the binding stopping her. He then got to work on her wrists, legs and then feet. After the last of the rope had been cut, he set the dagger on the ground. Sayuri began to stand up when he shook his head and scooped her up into his arms. He lifted her with ease; his strong arms under her back and behind her knees. She felt herself blushing as he carried her away from the clearing. The other troll seemed to notice the red dancing across her face and he broke into laughter and gave her a quick wink. This only caused her to blush even more.
The troll carried her past the bushes and she saw two raptors come into view. Her mouth dropped open a bit as she stared at the creatures. One was black and red; bearing armor on his head, sides, upper legs, tail and several feathers dangled from it's elbows. The other was orange and black and it too was armored. The troll made a clicking noise and the black and red raptor knelt down. He helped Sayuri sit upon the creature before heaving himself on it's back as well, in front of her.
"Hold on, okie?" he said; eying her before grabbing onto his reins.
Sayuri's cheeks burned as she placed her arms around the trolls stomach. She felt it rise and fall with each breath he took and she found it very soothing. The troll worked the reins and the raptor turned towards the other troll and they both watched as he adjusted the bag on his own raptor before giving a quick nod. They then took off away from the area.