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Chapter Eight-
The spring night air was oddly cold, much like a winter's night. A Light cold breeze bit at Elizabeth's skin, making her regret choosing not wearing her armour as it provided some insulation against the cold.
Now that Samuel and his friends had left the bonfire it seemed rather quiet. The bonfire was usually quiet but this time it seemed rather odd. The kind of silence you would experience before a great battle...or before a funeral. This made Elizabeth uneasy; she would be keeping her axe within arm's reach tonight.
'Maybe a quick scout of the area around the bonfire, just to make sure...' Elizabeth thinks to herself. She goes to stand up before a thought crosses her mind.
'Although, this could be dangerous, I don't have my armour, and Anor Londo is a very hostile area, even with all of its knight visitors. But I can't just sit here with this feeling of uneasiness, and if something is lurking around and I'm just sitting here, I wouldn't have the upper hand...'
While Elizabeth was lost in her thoughts she did not hear the footsteps approaching the bonfire. She was so lost in her thoughts that she seems almost as if she was in a trance.
'One quick look, I will stay in the shadows' she makes up her mind.
Still in deep thought she grabs her axe and stands up quickly. She was instantly knocked out of her deep thoughts by a tall figure standing directly in front of her. A mix of being still dazed and the low light made it impossible to identify the figure in front of her straight away, so she steps back quickly igniting her pyromancer flame and raising her axe ready to strike. The figure does not move an inch.
Light radiates from her pyromancer flame, making the figures armour shine also making her able to fully see. She stands still for a moment, still in a panic from the shock. She quickly shakes her head, shaking away her panic and daze before looking up at the figures head. The flame in her hand goes out and she lowers her axe.
"What kind of knight are you? Scaring maidens on a night like this?" Elizabeth jokes.
She was so distracted by the spring celebration with Samuel and the uneasy silence when the knights had left she had forgotten about Ornstein and his odd visits to the bonfire every night. She was so deep in thought she had not noticed him approach her.
".."
"Was there...something you wanted?" she asks noticing how close he was standing to her.
He does not reply.
"Nothing then?" she says.
Ornstein lifts his arm to hand her something. Elizabeth takes the object with a confused look on her face. She inspects it, some sort of brown cloth wrapped around something. She looks back up to Ornstein, who just seems to be staring back at her not moving an inch. She looks back down at the cloth and begins to open it up.
"Bread? You brought me food?" Elizabeth askes curiously.
It had been a very busy day. Even though the knights had brought food for the spring celebration, Elizabeth did not eat and she was rather hungry. Food is hard to come by when you're not in a town or village and when you do come across food out here, it was usually bread or dried meat. But why choose to bring Elizabeth food? Had he known she had not eaten all day or is it just a coincidence?
Ornstein turns to walk away, heading towards the rock he usually sits on.
"Thank you" Elizabeth says still with confusion in her voice.
He does not reply.
Elizabeth sits down, placing her axe next to her. She un-wraps the cloth from the bread fully and begins to eat. Bread is hard to come by, but fresh bread, now that's a rarity! Elizabeth eats quickly as though someone was going to steal away her bread at any moment.
After finishing eating, Elizabeth stands up. Although the uneasy feeling was less, she still felt like she needed to have a look around, just in case.
"I'm just going to have a look around, have a bit of a walk around" Elizabeth says looking to Ornstein.
Ornstein does not reply, he just stands up.
"I will not go far..." she says. She did not know why she felt as though she needed to say it, but it just came out.
Elizabeth begins to walk away; she turns around and notices Ornstein is following her.
"You do not need to follow me, I'm just heading to the courtyard" she says as she walks.
He says nothing and continues to follow her. Elizabeth starts to lose her patience. She wouldn't mind him following if he gave her a reason. This is starting to get strange.
I stop walking after a little while and turn around quickly. Ornstein was not far behind me and he stops as well.
"I do not need protection; I can fend for myself Ornstein!" Elizabeth shouts. She did not mean to shout, but she was getting tired of getting no responses and no reasons.
Ornstein stands still, no reply again.
"What's your gam-"Elizabeth's question was cut off by the sound of thin wood hitting wood, the sound of an arrow being placed against a bow and drawn?
Elizabeth turns around quickly to the source of the sound. A man in silver amour with a great bow, drawn aimed at her. Elizabeth instantly recognised the man as a silver knight; there are many of these in Anor Londo. They are hostile, but Elizabeth was never sure why, maybe they were undead?
The silver knight lets the arrow go, with a loud clunk noise the arrow flies toward Elizabeth. With hardly any time to react Elizabeth quickly throws herself to the left. The arrow just skimming her arm before landing in the ground. The arrow had left a long scratch on her arm, if she were wearing her armour, this wouldn't have happened. She quickly goes for her axe, expecting it to be at her hip as usual, but it was not. She had left her axe at the bonfire.
The realisation set in as Elizabeth started to panic, she is better with her axe then with pyromancies. But it's all she had.
The silver knight had put his great bow down and pulled a silver knight straight sword off his back. Elizabeth quickly ignited her pyromancer flame.
As the silver knight began to charge, Elizabeth was pushes back by Ornstein. He now stood in front of her in a fighting stance, his spear in his hand. The flame in Elizabeth's hand went out as she stares at the spear in awe. It was long with a beautiful shaped blade, yellow lightning sparked off the blade.
The silver knight closed in, sword ready to attack. In one swift move Ornstein disarmed the knight, the sword flying off in another direction, and then he stepped back and drove his spear through the silver knight. The spear cut through the silver armour easily as the heat of the lighting melted the metal with ease. Sparks flew off the spear as the blade reached flesh, the knight struggled then became still. Ornstein pulled his spear out, blood squirted out as the blade left the wound and the silver knight fell to the floor. Ornstein turned to Elizabeth and walks toward her.
"He's dead? No struggle what so ever, with just one stab?" she says in amazement.
He does not reply and walk right up next to her arm and pulling it toward him. Elizabeth flinched, from the wound on her arm from the arrow. She was about to pull her away before she realised he was just inspecting her wound.
"It's just a scratch, noting serious, I will be fine." She says to him.
He lets go and starts walking back towards the bonfire. Elizabeth does not move as she watches him. He stops and turns around as though waiting for her to follow.
"Yeah, I guess we should go back..." she says before she follows him back to the bonfire.
When they return to the bonfire Ornstein returns to his usual spot on the rock and Elizabeth goes to hers and lies down. Sleep was well needed; however sleep will not come easy on this night...