The weird green fire seared the ranks of the White Lions. The warpfire easily lighting everything it touched ablaze... Howls of pain filled the air as even the mystical Lion pelts could not protect the elven warriors from the tar like substance...
Alighieri could feel the cold chill of fear grip his heart. He had left his men once before, and he had resolved not to leave his men in the lurch ever again. But now with the screams thundering in his ears, and the horrific sight of flesh sloughing of bones, he could not hold his nerves anymore.
And again he fled. Leaving his white lion bodyguards to their fates...
Hiding in the woods, Alighieri could hear the crashing of something big thundering its way. The noise was getting nearer... Rooted to the spot, he could now see the ugliest thing in the world. A monsterous creature that defied a name. Part rat, part mounds of flesh, part machine...
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Rattus Ratt heard a blood curdling scream, sending his fur standing on end..
Yes yes, he thought. The Clan Moulder abomination has found the cowardly elven mage...
He would sleep well tonight...
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