The next morning Izoi had gotten her bag and was mounting everything onto her Hawkstrider. She tied the straps to her bags and hopped onto the bird and waited for Vyndre and Mort to come outside. Vyndre tied his raven hair up and walked out of the Inn with his head held high. He strode past Izoi and grabbed the reins of his Orgrimmar Riding wolf. Mort waddled out behind Vyndre, but summoned his steed to lead the way. They all walked out onto the dirt path heading north. Izoi had a long list of things running through her mind at the time until her Hawkstrider bumped into Vyndre s mount in front of her. She looked up and saw straight ahead. She hopped her mount and immediately grabbed her bow and drew an arrow aiming it at the leader, who was infact a Draenei. The two individuals eye's locked. "I thought the rest of you cowards retreated back to Northrend." Izoi snarled through bared teeth."Leave now, or I wont hesitate to kill each and everyone of you."
Right after she finished she found that Vyndre was right behind her melding into the shadows. He stepped around her inching his way towards the three. The whole group of Death Knights laughed mercilessly looking at each other before turning their attention to Izoi again. "Look at the little elfy girl, she will do nicely as a new recruit for the master." The man to the Draenei's right spoke. Izoi now drew an arrow and let it launch forward, the woman Death Knight was fast, faster than Izoi was at retaliating. She charged forward knocking Izoi backwards. Izoi landed on her back before rolling over and grabbing her sword and countering the next attack the Death Knight threw at her. She looked to her side seeing Vyndre trying to hold off the other two Death Knights. She huffed diving towards her bow, grabbing it and drawing a quick, steady shot. She fired before having the bow knocked out of her hand. Next thing she felt was a the blunt side of the Death Knight s sword crack her in the face. She fell to the ground with a thud, cursing out loud with a grunt. She kneeled trying to get her breath, and bowed her head before looking up. Her eyes searched for her third party member. Where in the hell is Mort? Her mind kept screaming madly. She refocused trying to calm her temper. She grabbed her sword from the ground, standing up she charged toward the Death Knight before stumbling and landing on her knees and hands. The Death Knight walked behind Izoi and butted her in the back of head. Izoi saw black before going head first into the dirt.
Izoi woke up a little while later on a ritual stone. She heard voices speaking to each other, murmurs; about her resisting their transformations. She lifted her head and looked to her side, she saw Vyndre laying against a brick wall. Izoi gather what was rest of her strength and rolled off sprinting towards him. She grabbed his arms and growled, wake up. She wrapped his arm around her and and started stomping away from the now alert Death Knights. Just a bit further. She thought, before stumbling again falling down with Vyndre landing on top of her. She groaned trying to push him off of her. She looked up to see a smirking Draenei. "Where do you think your going, hmm?" Before having her attention turned towards the two new voices approaching. "Back! Back you wretches." Mort growled with a army of risen dead following him, and with a Paladin following close behind. "Run, Izoi, go back to Avalon. I will meet you two there." Izoi looked up at Mort, his ice blue eyes glowing brightly. She nodded before turning her attention to Vyndre, "hey, wake up." She shook him, "lets get out of here." She said wrapping his arm around her neck again. He looked dazed, but nodded processing her words. She let him lean his weight on her as she help him walk back to their mounts. They rode back to Avalon, meeting glances and whispers from commoners of the new city. She carefully got off her mount and helped Vyndre down before walking into the inn. She didn t realize the pulsing pain that coursed from her face, head and legs until now. She shook it off until she got to the top step before she stumbled. She caught herself on the door frame. Izoi then looked behind her to meet a concerned glance from Vyndre, he then spoke, "Izoi, are you alright?" He asked now fully conscious.
Izoi nodded then took in a deep breath walking into the room and set her weapons on the floor before sitting on the floor, before sitting down herself. She patted the ground next to her motioning for him to sit next to her. He plopped down and looked at her, "are you okay?" He asked again looking worried. "I'm fine." She snapped, letting her hands fumble with one of her hitten pockets on her boot. She pulled out some blue cloth, ripping it with her teeth. She then grabbed his left arm that had a fair amount of blood flowing out of it and started wrapping it in the cloth. After, she was done she knotted it and then used the remainder of the cloth to wash off the blood from her now swollen lip. She leaned her head against the wall letting out a soft sigh. "We need to get out of here soon." She mumbled trying to not focus on the pain in the back of her head. She then heard foot steps coming up the stairs. Mort walked into the room with a triumphant smirk. "They were all wea-" he was cut off, "WHERE IN THE HELL WHERE YOU!" Vyndre snapped. "I ran off to get help." Mort frowned. "And came back with a Human Paladin." Izoi rolled her eyes, "as if he was much help." Mort just shrugged, "I'm going to take my leave for a short while." He stated summoning a Death Gate, "I will meet you guys in Orgrimmar." He stated before walking into the portal. Izoi then shook her head, before relaxing her shoulders. Vyndre broke the silence, sighing lightly, grabbing the attention of Izoi. "You were amazing back there. I've never seen a hunter take on a Death Knight like that." He said, "where did you learn to fight with such ferocity?" Izoi shook her head, "Long story." Vyndre chuckled, picking up her gloved hand kissing it lightly, "and you also saved my life." he murmured flashing her a pleasant smile. Izoi turned her head, trying to act disgusted, she felt her face get hot and shook her head. "Dont worry about it." She muttered biting her lip.
A/N: Yes, sorry its short, I want to see some reviews before I write anymore. Thanks for reading, RR.