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A Long Road Through Hell	By : errihuseamonster Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 7252 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4
Though the fighting had stopped for now,
adrenaline was still pumping through Laina�s veins. With the sudden attainment
of safety, no matter how precarious, she had felt a familiar warmth inside, an
urge that many warriors recognized. Life had a funny way of ensuring continuity
after it was threatened. This phenomenon was no mystery to the warrior. She
gave Jerlis a sidelong glance. Underneath the loincloth, he was still hard.
He was looking over the massive pile of
loot, distracted. Somehow, Laina didn�t think he�d mind if she interrupted him.
She approached him, and he turned to look at her.
�Laina?� he asked, and she took his hand.
�Wha�?�
�Shhh,� she said, and kissed him, full and
passionately on the lips. He stiffened at first, clearly confused, then
apparently decided to give in, and returned her kiss with an ardency that
surprised her. He wrapped his free arm around her, with his hand in the small
of her back.
�I don�t get it,� he said when they stopped
for air.
�I don�t want my last memory of being
touched to involve the demons.� She whispered. In his strange green eyes she
saw confusion give way to understanding, and even agreement.
She kissed him again, and he did not
resist. Instead, it was like they melted into each other�s arms. As lips and
tongues met, their eyes closed in pleasure and they explored each other�s body
with their hands. She felt him fumble with the catch on her breastband, and
suppressed a smile. The thin fabric finally tumbled to the ground at their
feet, and he made a satisfied noise, sliding a hand up her front to caress one
full, bare breast. She shivered as he rolled her nipple between his fingers.
Her hand snaked beneath his loincloth,
finding the treasure beneath it. The other caressed his back as she held him
close. She felt him shudder and twitch as she gripped his manhood with her
hand. He slipped his hand down her underwear, and it was her turn to shudder
and twitch as his questing fingers found her hot, wet folds. She moaned, and
through half lidded eyes, saw his eyes open in surprise at finding her so
ready, then narrow catlike, and glitter in pleasure.
They spoke no words; none were needed.
Hands and bodies did the conversing, lips traced eloquent poetry devoid of
words across canvases of neck and jaw line, shoulder and chest. The music of
their own moans and rapid breathing surrounded them. Jerlis smelled of sweat
and unwashed skin, and the unmistakable aroma of masculinity � it didn�t bother
Laina, not right now. She pressed against his exploring hand, felt a finger
slip inside her and curl. The sensation made her gasp with pleasure.
The loincloth and her panties followed the
bra to the ground, and then so did their bodies. They were both too excited to
care about the stone floor. Lying beside each other, they twined their legs
together as they kissed, holding each other close. Laina could feel her heart
beating, could feel her blood pounding through her veins. The cold of the room
went unnoticed to skin heated and flushed with passion. The burning heat inside
her needed answering.
The next moment, Jerlis was underneath her
and she was pressing the lips of her searing cunt against his equally hot
shaft. His hands were on her thighs, worshipping her legs, pulling her down
onto him. She curled her fingers on his chest, bared her teeth in a feral
answer to the animal lust in his eyes, and drove herself down onto him. They
both moaned as he slid into her. He bucked at the feel of her hot, slick folds.
He was just a little larger than the
largest human man she had been with � not uncomfortable. Certainly not the
study of pain and humiliation that demonic copulation had been. Indeed, this
was intensely pleasurable. From the ardency of his physical and vocal response,
Jerlis seemed to agree. He was muttering her name over and over as she rode him
with frenzied enthusiasm. For all the long months of malnutrition and lack of
exercise, he still gripped her hips with strength enough. She wondered if she
should slow down, drag this out a little and savour it, but the burning urgency
inside her was too much.
One hand found her breasts again, and the
additional stimulation made her moan. She could feel a tide inside her; rising,
rising. With ecstatic gasps she pushed herself up and down on him, taking in
his full length. The wave was cresting. The gasps turned to cries of pleasure
as she came.
�Oh Light!� Jerlis exclaimed, then she felt
him come inside her, his own hot gush a counterpoint to her clenching pussy.
His orgasm intensified her own, she continued to shudder and moan. Finally it
subsided, and Laina lay across his chest gasping and panting for breath. She
looked into his eyes, saw echoed back an understanding. They had to move
quickly and did not have time for the luxury of afterglow. Carefully, she picked
herself up, then offered her hand to him, hoisting him to his feet.
�We�ve got work to do, and I suspect we
don�t have a lot of time.� Jerlis said, surveying the room. Laina donned her
undergarments once more, and looked around.
By the light, there was a lot of stuff
here!
�Let�s get to it. See if you can find
anything useful.� Jerlis said, conjuring a bright light and letting it float in
the air. Laina nodded.
Her armor was easy to find. It was sitting
right on the top of the pile. She quickly separated her pieces from the pile
and set them aside � she didn�t want to wear them without any kind of padding.
And while there were no doubt a large number of superior pieces among the
discarded gear, she didn�t want to take the chance on ill-fitting and unfamiliar
armor, not this deep in enemy territory.
Jerlis was searching through the pile of
cloth. �I don�t see mine � there it is. Ugh, it�s been almost destroyed.� He
said, lifting up a tattered red robe. Laina eyed it dubiously.
�Is there anything in there that�s better
than that?� she asked.
�Plenty,� Jerlis said, �but�.�
��Take the best you can get. Ill-fitting
cloth isn�t as big a deal as ill-fitting plate, and you might be able to get
more magical advantage out of it.� She insisted.
�Point.� He acknowledged, rummaging through
the pile.
She�d found the weapon pile. At the sight,
her lips curled in an avaricious grin, and a slight, delighted giggle escaped
her lips. While she was rejecting the armor, there was no reason she should do
so with the weapons. Again, her swords were on the top, she took them and put
them aside. She also tried the weight and balance of several others; an
impressive looking two-hander and a fine glaive made it to her �keep� pile, as
did an excellent bow. She was considering a vicious-looking double-bladed
battle axe when she realized Jerlis was staring at her. She gave him a
bloodthirsty smile.
�Can you carry all that?� He asked,
incredulous.
�If my magic bags are here, certainly,� she
said cheerfully. �You can never have too many weapons!� Jerlis�s answering look
was clearly doubtful.
Having found her weapons and armor, she
joined the elf at the pile of clothes. She didn�t know what had happened to her
clothes, and doubted they were still fit to use, but the idea of wearing armor
without anything between metal and her skin was not appealing in the slightest.
Quickly, she dug through the pile, settling rapidly on some breeches and a
tunic that looked serviceable and close in fit. Jerlis was much more picky, he
had several items that he was apparently deciding on. She turned to the bag
pile and found a bounty of magic bags. She flung some at Jerlis, who caught
them and looked at her in puzzlement.
�Choose later; wear one and stuff the rest
in a bag.� She said. He nodded, and shrugged into a gold-trimmed brown and
black item with sinister-looking designs. The sight of her companion in a dress
made her snicker. Jerlis glared.
�What�s so funny?� he demanded.
�Nice dress,� she smirked.
�Robe. It�s a robe.� He had the slightly
tired and disgruntled tone of someone who had made this argument before. Laina
shrugged, and turned back to the pile of loot. She had discovered a veritable
treasure trove of enchanting supplies, and was rapidly stuffing dusts, shards,
and crystals into one of her empty bags. Jerlis was checking out the potions,
herbs and reagents.
�Pity,� he said, �there�s absolutely no
teleport or portal stones here.�
�That�d be too easy, I think.� She said
ruefully.
�By the Light I�ve never seen such a
variety of potions� I think I found something that may be useful in getting us
out of here.�
�Oh?� Laina looked up with interest. Jerlis
was holding a bright red potion up.
�This is an Elixir of Dream Vision. It
allows you to leave your body and explore, completely undetectable. I don�t
think even the d� dreadlord could detect me if I used this.� He stumbled over
the memory. Laina didn�t blame him.
�How is that useful?�
�If we can remain undetected here while I
take the potion, I can find us the best way out of here and maybe explore the
surroundings.�
She could see the benefit of that. She
nodded.
�How are we going to remain undetected,
though? They�re bound to check this room out sooner or later.�
�I think if we cover me with some cloth
I�ll be indistinguishable from the rest of the pile. However, I think you
should stay awake to guard us � use this if the door appears. It�s an
invisibility potion.� He held up another potion.
�How long does it last?� she asked.
�Not long, but perhaps long enough. You�re
the more capable fighter, at any rate, should it spot you.�
Laina nodded. �Let�s try it. You�d better
put out that light, though.�
Jerlis smiled. �Naturally.�
***
Laina tried to stifle a yawn as she tried
to stay alert. It wasn�t easy in the darkness, not after the exertions of the
previous hours. She was tired and sore. At least she wasn�t comfortable enough
to nod off, not in plate mail. Jerlis was still fast asleep, only the regular
rise and fall of his chest indicating that he was alive at all. He�d been gone
a while � how long, she didn�t know. She was still clutching the invisibility
potion, eyeing the place where the door would be with trepidation.
The door appeared, the demon in the
entrance shadowy and backlit in green. Hurriedly, Laina downed the potion,
hoping it would last alright. She saw its glowing green eyes scan the room,
passing by her. Her heart felt like it froze in her chest. After a few seconds
of cursory examination, the door and the demon vanished once more. She breathed
a small sigh of relief.
After an interminable time, Jerlis finally
stirred.
�I was starting to get worried.� Laina
said. �A demon just came by and investigated here.�
�I saw. I followed him a short distance �
he checked some other rooms. I don�t think he knew we were here. Sorry for the
delay.� Jerlis said.
�What did you find?�
�More than I expected. I found a map.�
�A map?�
�Well, kind of. It was a tactical map, like
they have of battlefields, showing the deployments of troops and the like. It
showed the location of several portals such as the one that I, and I�m assuming
you, came through. One of them seems to be abandoned � it�s only got a light
patrol. I suggest we attempt to reach it � I believe they will assume that we
would go for the nearest portal, or the one that we may remember being taken
through.�
�So it�s not near?�
�No. It is several days away, through rough
terrain at that. The map showed a path, but it was clearly not a commonly used
one.�
�First things first, how do we get out of
here?�
Jerlis smiled grimly, �Luck, mostly.
They�ve raised the alarm, by the way. The place is crawling with armed demons,
all very agitated about something � they must have discovered your handiwork
and our absence. I actually think it might be beneficial if we stayed here for
a few hours. By then they should have certainly concluded that we have already
left, and we might find the halls less guarded.�
Laina considered that. �But what if another
comes here to check again?�
Jerlis rose stiffly, stretching, and walked
over to the shelf that contained the potions. His light winked back into
existence as he searched. Then he returned to her with several more potions in
hand, identical to the one she had taken before.
�I don�t know who or what needed so many of
these, but I�m certainly not complaining.� He said, handing her a few. She
considered them for a moment.
�Jerlis, I don�t suppose you could keep a
watch if I got some sleep? I�m exhausted.� She said. He nodded.
�We�ll cover you with cloth so you look less
conspicuous.� He said.
At that, Laina tried to make herself
comfortable in the pile of discarded clothing. She�d slept in her plate before
� it wasn�t impossible, merely uncomfortable � she didn�t want to take it off
just in case she had to act immediately after waking. Her exhaustion won over
the discomfort, and within minutes she was sleeping.
***
She awoke after sleeping for a few hours.
She didn�t feel great, but she felt rested enough. At her stirring, Jerlis
conjured a light.
�Thanks,� she said, blinking a little.
�While you were asleep, one demon came by.
I turned invisible and he did not detect me. He didn�t give the room more than
a cursory inspection. That was several hours ago, my guess is they�ve concluded
that we�ve left the fortress and are now focusing their search outside.� Jerlis
said.
�Do you know how to get out of here?� Laina
got up, stretched a bit to dispel sleep, and yawned briefly.
�I think so. I found a few ways out, but
it�s going to be tense. Lets take the rest of the invisibility potions, and I�m
going to grab some mana potions. You might want to take one last look around
and see if there�s anything that might come in handy.�
They both followed his advice. As Laina
searched, she realized that there was actually a lot of very valuable stuff in
the room. However, her belt had a limited space for magic bags, and even magic
bags had a limit to their capacity. She couldn�t take all of the treasure with
her, and no doubt the demons would notice it if she did, but she could certainly
bring some of the smaller pieces. She found the pile of jewelry and trinkets
and began rapidly stuffing it into her bags.
�It doesn�t seem like there�s a scrap of
food here at all,� Jerlis said. �They must eat any food they find in our
belongings. Oh well, my bread has kept us going this far. But I sure would have
liked some meat. Even that mystery meat seems appealing right now.�
�No doubt.� Laina said. Well, her bags were
as full as she could get them. If they made it back alive, she and Jerlis would
both be wealthy people. �Got everything you need?� She gave her bags one last
arranging to ensure that her weapons would be the first thing at hand when she
reached in, and walked over to her companion.
�Yes. Let�s go.� Jerlis replied. He fished
around in one of his bags and pulled out the door opening device. Reaching a
hand out to her, he extinguished the light and opened the door. She took the
proffered hand, and let the elf lead her into the corridor. He had better
eyesight in the dark than she, and hopefully knew the way. She was content to
be led.
Together they made their way down the dark
corridor, swiftly but cautiously. Laina moved as silently as she could in her
armor; fortunately her gear was enchanted to emphasize strength and agility, so
this wasn�t as hard a feat as it could have been.
Several times, Jerlis stilled her and held
her close, extending his magical invisibility over them both, while Laina froze
and attempted utter silence, as demonic patrols walked by. Jerlis had to use a few
precious mana potions from his limited supply. It was a tense journey through
the dim halls, and she could only trust that he could lead them both out.
Finally, they reached the end of the
treacherous maze of corridors � Jerlis had led them to one of several entrances
to the dark stoned fortress � and the first real doors either of them had seen.
He halted her.
�We have a problem.� Jerlis said.
�What kind of problem?�
�On the other side of those doors there are
likely to be demons. When I wandered this way in the dream vision, there were
two guarding. I don�t know how many there are now, but I�m certain that there
are some. We can�t sneak out � if we open the doors, the demons will know
someone is here and search for us. I think we�re going to have to fight our way
out here.�
�Shit,� she hissed. �Two demons, huh? Let�s
hope they haven�t stepped up the guard. I think I can take two, with you
backing me up, but I don�t know about more than that.� From her bags, she drew
her two swords, and did a quick check of her armor. �I�m ready,� she said.
�I�m going to go invisible one more time.
If I can get a few surprise hits off, we can use it to our advantage.�
Laina nodded. Jerlis was far more
vulnerable than she was.
Before her eyes, Jerlis vanished. The door
opened up, and Laina charged out the open door for the freedom beyond. Sliding
to a halt past the door, she whirled to face the guards, swords in hand.
It seemed luck was with them. There was
only one demon, of the terrorfiend variety. The other guard must have been
pulled to search for her and Jerlis. Laina smiled. The terrorfiend looked
surprised for a moment at her sudden appearance, and then it charged her. Laina
steadied herself, waiting for it. At the last moment she stepped aside,
parrying the terrorfiend�s heavy swing with one hand and delivering a slash of
her own with the other. Her blow landed on its flank, slicing a shallow gash in
its leather chest armor, but tearing through the area where the wing sail met
its body.
The demon roared in rage and pain, and
attempted to close on her once more. She ducked under its swing, but too late �
claws grasped her cloak and pulled her upwards. The terrorfiend grinned at her
and readied another swing with its massive sword � this one would not miss.
Laina slashed at its chest, attempting to do as much damage as she could before
it struck her.
Then it froze, ice rooting it to the spot.
Jerlis had made his move. Sheathing her swords, she pried the frozen fingers
away from her cloak and dropped to the ground, then renewed her attack on the
demon. She knew it would be free from the ice in a matter of seconds, and those
seconds allowed her but a brief window of opportunity. She pulled her glaive
and lunged at the demon, attempting to slice under its armpit and slow the
devastating swing of that sword. Metal met flesh and parted it; black demon
blood splattered her armor. The frost started to flake away, and she rolled to
the side and sprang to her feet.
It was moving again, but slower. Before it
could recover its momentum, she charged it again, intending to use the reach of
her glaive to reach its unarmored neck. She gritted her teeth and steeled
herself� and then found herself running in the opposite direction, gibbering in
terror as the demon lashed out with a psychic attack.
In a few seconds she recovered and turned
to see the terrorfiend charging Jerlis. Blue light swirled around his hands,
but before he could finish his cast, the demon reached him, and stomped. The
light at her companion�s hands dissipated and Jerlis reeled. Laina rushed
towards the two combatants, angling her glaive for a piercing attack.
She struck right as the demon reached
Jerlis. It grunted as the blade of her glaive penetrated its armor and slipped
between its ribs, just as she had intended. She put her weight behind the
thrust. She heard a meaty thwack and heard Jerlis hit the ground, and the demon
turned abruptly, wrenching her hands from the handle of the glaive. She
staggered back a few steps, drawing her two swords again.
The terrorfiend was moving slower now, and
it had dropped its sword � her previous attack had rendered that arm useless.
But it was still dangerous. She danced away from it, avoiding its slashing
claw. Behind it, she saw Jerlis getting back to his feet, touching his shoulder
with a wince. A part of her noted that he�d dislocated it. The rest of her
focused on the demon. She could see the tip of her glaive protruding from its
chest. Good, it was greatly weakened, and it wouldn�t take much more to kill
it.
She and the demon eyed each other for a
moment, then she lunged first, swords bared. She was going to take a hit; there
was no avoiding it; but if she was lucky, she�d kill the demon. With a snarled
curse she leaped, swords crossed. She felt the demon claw at her armor, felt
the sharp warm pain indicating it had gotten through, and ignored it, slashing
open the demon�s throat. It stumbled backwards, reeling. She dropped to the
ground, panting, and backed away from it. She felt no real pain from the wound yet,
that would come later.
A ball of fire arced up from Jerlis and
landed square on the head of the demon, engulfing its head in flame. Laina
couldn�t help but wince at its howls of pain as it batted at the flames and
clawed at its neck. A few seconds later, it sank to its knees, still howling,
and fell forward. The impact pushed the glaive up, exposing steel threaded in
black blood. The demon convulsed on the ground and was finally still. Laina
walked up, freed her glaive, and tossed it aside.
�We need to get rid of the body.� Jerlis
said. He was still caressing his left shoulder. Under the smudges of dirt and
blood, he was pale.
�We need to fix you shoulder first,� Laina
said. She pulled a piece of scrap cloth from her pack and handed it to the
mage. �Bite this so you don�t scream, and hold still.�
Jerlis put the cloth in his mouth and
steeled himself for the inevitable. Laina took hold of his arm and pulled. The
mage made a muffled sound of pain through the cloth as his shoulder found its
socket with a pop. He pulled the cloth out and spat, then rubbed his shoulder
tenderly. �Thank you.� Laina nodded in return, and used the cloth to clean her
weapons, before tossing the blood-soaked rag on the body of the demon.
�Any other hurts?� She asked.
�I don�t think so, but you�re bleeding.�
�Oh shit, right.� She rummaged in her pack
and found a spare bandage. She checked the wound and ensured it was
superficial, and quickly applied the bandage. The soothing tingle of the magic
felt good. �Anything else?�
�Just one thing.� Red light flared around
the mage�s hands and then lashed out at the body, consuming it in flames. In
moments nothing but ash remained, which drifted away in the hot wind. �Let�s
go. If we�re lucky we can make it to the pass without further discovery.�
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