Worlds Best- Untouched (A SwordArt Online FanFiction)

Chapter 42

I raised my hand, halting my squad.
My increased vampire senses detecting movement up ahead.

The archer girls drew an arrow each and the sword men slowly and silently pulled out there swords.

We slowly crept forward and we eventually found ourselves just outside a large camp.

I first thought it was a group of players but the light of the big fire showed me the horribly disfigured face of a snork.

Snorks are a rare creature that travel in large numbers. I had briefly read about them in the HELP section a few days ago.

I gestured to my squad to hold position as I quickly opened up the information again in the HELP section.

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Snork

- snorks are rare creatures that mainly live in the wormer climates.
Usually traveling in tribes of 50-80 the creatures are definitely one of the most feared and respected intelegent MODs in worlds best.
There usual levels range from 80-130 but they can also be much higher.
Skilled in most forms of combat, the Snorks will attack anything and anyone that gets in there way, with there huge distrust in humans.
It is recommended to avoid these creatures at any cost unless you have an army.
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My squad was looking at me when when I got out of the HELP section.

We were completely surrounded by Snorks, bows and spears aimed at us.

"Shit" I mumbled before we were all knocked out......

-------Unknown time later--------

My head had healed when I woke up. As I guessed, my hands and feet were tired up in rough rope and I could see all of my friends tied up next to me all still knocked out. I probably woke up faster because of how high my level.

I looked around, from the looks of it, we are in a prison tent probably still in the camp we ran across.

I quickly used my spirit ability to become intangible and got out of the ropes. I was about to untie the rest of the squad when I heard footsteps coming towards the tent.

I quickly put on the ropes again, but I planed on breaking free when I had the chance and when the whole squad wakes up.

I was right when two large Snorks pushed through the unknown animal skin doorway.
Both Snorks wore leather armor covering most of there body, but there faces looked like a face straight from a horror film.

One carried a bucket and threw water over my squad waking them all up.

More Snorks rushed into the tent and grabbed one of us each.
As they dragged us outside, towards the biggest tent in the large camp I could now properly see, I started to think of an escape route.
Laura, the only caster in the group could easily break free from the rope but I feared the archer girls and the sword men would find it harder with all of our weapons taken from our inventories.

I was the first one to be pushed into the large tent.
A large Snork sat on a couch/throne type of thing with various animal trophies that I have never seen before.
Soon our whole group stood before the Snork that I assumed was the leader of this tribe.

"So, you have come to challenge us?" Half asked half stated the leader Snork.

"No sir, we are just trave....." Said one of the sword men before the Snork cut off his head with a precise swing of his sword.

The swordman dropped to the ground dead, too bad I didn't even know his name.

The Snork looked pissed now.
"I was talking to your leader" said the Snork with an angry growl looking at me.