Kid

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Kid didn't know what was happening. She was thrashing about in the sack, yelling in protest and demanding they release her, and all they did was laugh at her.

But their laughs soon turned into screams, screeches, and yells of agonised pain.

Kid didn't know what was happening, but in an instant, they started running. It was bumpy and she was being thrown about in the bag. She felt like they were climbing up something steep, then the sickening feeling of falling attacked her when she assumed they leaped off the wall.

There were others around who cursed and yelled and hissed, but Kid didn't know why.

She could smell moss and dew, the swish of movement on leafs caught her buzzing ears and the sack she was stuffed started to chill from cold air.

She was suddenly struck by branches, some broke upon her impact and others left their mark in the form of a soon-to-be bruise.

Kid was attempting to kick at the handle of the sack, trying to open it, but she was so awkwardly thrown about she could hardly get it open more than an inch or so. She felt a sudden jolt that lifted her up and slammed her back down into the bottom of the sack and it ripped.

Kid hardly comprehended it, but she fell out, and she wasn't only a little off the ground. She fell through trees and branches, being forced to flip and crash and every part of her body was struck with a branch.

Kid yelped and grunted from the pain and the falling and soon crashed onto the ground. Her mind was blurry and her body was numb from pain.

She must've been covered by bushes or leaves or something, because despite her blurry vision, she saw things leaping from tree to tree above her, creating shadows over the full moon.

Sleep Kid... Live instructed, Let yourself sleep.

Kid hardly fought against the urge to close her eyes, even when she felt pain, she could feel it beginning to disappear as she drifted away.

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Kimberly was huffing as she kneeled on the ground, completely exhausted. Her skin glowed a soft gold and her wings were laced in the similar colour.

An actual golden light of the sunrise appeared soon after she started to die out.

Everybody was littered around her.

Goldie was kneeling next to her, softly massaging her wings to soothe their numbing exhaustion.

Jason and Harold were by one of the walls that had been demolished by the Captain's departure. They remained silent for a moment, but Harold soon kicked the wall and it collapsed. "Shit..." he mumbled sitting down.

Jason wasn't impressed with himself either, but both Ringleaders knew there was a slim chance that they'd still be in possession of Kid after the raid. They had been warned by the local Neko tribe in the forest about their advances, and defences set up around the base had proved their words true.

The goblins hated sunlight however, so both Ringleaders honestly thought if their agents could stall the fight until the morning they may have been able to make it with Kid still under their protection. But they didn't hear anything about elves, that made the goblins advances maybe three times quicker than they intended, but what confused him the most was the purpose of the witch's spiders.

The elves were still here, they were a little shocked that the goblins got to Kid first without mucking it up. They had expected to use the goblins' muscle and numbers as a distraction to get the Representative.

It obviously didn't work.

Goldie glared over at the small of group of them, they seemed to be sitting on the ground or standing to talk to one another.