As you continue your fight with 2 trolls advanced melee at you. You notice another troll ender the room. You think to yourself hoping another doesn't come, but with your luck within moments 3 trolls ender the room and begin advancing on you. This is much more than you can handle! You try to parry as much as you can but they keep on coming! 1 or 2 at a time. They begin to get hits in! You scream for help but no one can hear you! You have decided that this is your fate

A troll get a good hit in at your neck. You are knocked completely senseless and everything is a blurr. You fall to the ground droping you blade.

You feel a slight tug on your leg. You look up but there is still a blurr. You see a figure dragging you out of the swarm. It drops your blade next to you. It tends your wounds, and goes back to the battle. You gaze off toward the battle, you vision not able to see what is going on, but you hear the sound of trolls screams. After a few moments there is silence. You walk toward the battle. From your distance you see figures picking up items and Disappears in a blink of a eye. You shout to them, they continue about thereself. By the time you arrive to the battle you see, one figure left. You look at him closely. His cloak hiding his features, you can still him wear some armor, and a sheath, and some type of longbow. You speak to him but he just glares at you. You see his pointy ears, making him a Elf. He picks up what looks like a arrow. He bows and within a blink of an eye is gone. You also see a skippit. You look in the skippit you see a topaz and a crystal next to a Arrow.

You turn it and see something somewhat readable all you can get out of it is a SOS, and under it is small print that says Soliders of Shadows

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