Chapter 43 (Witchhill)

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Martin and his companions waited in fear of whatever was making noise inside the small building. Moments later the door opened and a large burly man and a couple other men stepped outside.

"I can't believe it worked." One of the men said.

"I told you it would." Said the large man. "I know Lord Ragouls army. If you provoke them enough, they won't hesitate to cut you down."

"Yeah, but I would of never thought that they would of killed the entire town over a few obscene comments towards the sentinels." The other man replied. "By the way how did you do it?"

The large man smiled. "I just came in to the town before the army had got here. Waited for them to arrive as I hid in the shadows. Then started yelling things like Lord Ragoul and his army sucks! They can't kill a fly! Attack them all they are weak and pathetic! It didn't take much provoking to make the soldiers start killing people. Once they killed the first couple of people the whole town went crazy and tried to retaliate. That's when I made my escape. As you can see the town stood no chance."

"Excellent, I just wish that they would have left behind a few women and not kill everyone of the ones that they didn't take with them." Replied the other man.

"Agreed." Said another man.

Martin and his companions were disgusted at what they had just heard. They were about to turn around and leave when a man yelled from the upstairs window of the building.

"You there! Don't move!"

They spotted a man in the window holding a crossbow pointed directly at them. The other men who didn't notice them at first turned their attention, their way as well. Martin and his friends didn't make a move so as not to make the man in the window fire upon them.

"We don't want any trouble. We were just passing through." Stated Martin.

"Look lads, a woman." Said the biggest of the men. "Looks like we will be having fun tonight after all." He smiled.

The man in the window yelled. "Ah, look, a young boy too! Save him for me!"

Azura cringed at the big mans meaning of fun. Adal was offended for being called a young boy. Martin became more angry with the men. It was bad enough that they caused a whole town to be pillaged and annihilated, but now they were talking about hurting his friends.

"You won't be having any fun at all if you don't let us leave!" Spat Martin with vigor in his voice.

"Is that so." Said the burly man. "Let me tell you what's really going to happen. First off I am going to beat the shit out of you and tie you up. Then I am going to have my way with that lovely woman there multiple times while you watch."

Martin could feel the anger start to build up even more as he listened to what the man was saying.

"Then my comrades here will have their turn with her. After that, ole Mert here will have his way with the boy. Then I will kill you and the boy and keep the woman around for my pleasures."

Martin had had enough of this man. He hopped off his horse and started walking towards him forgetting about the man with the crossbow. The man in the window, pulled the trigger on his bow and fired a bolt at him. Just before it got to Martin, Azura cast a small ball of air deflecting the bolt just enough that it grazed his shoulder instead of being a direct hit. The slight pain in his shoulder caused him to be even more angry. As the man tried to reload the crossbow Martin without looking aimed his left arm towards the man in the window and let loose a gust of air. Sending it straight into the man's chest, knocking him back out of the window into the house. The other men then pulled out their swords and knives as they watched Martin continue to approach them.

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