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Siona didn't reply as she was having an emotional moment with her father (:P), she just kept embracing him. "And Ethan?" She asked.

Wayn shook his head. "He didn't make it. The wound that Taig had inflicted on him...it was deadly."

Siona was already crying but the news brought more tears to her eyes.

"We need to lay low for tonight." Arielle said. "But you girls need to leave the village as soon as possible. When they find out that you are gone, they will probably come looking."

The breton woman nodded. "I still don't think we will be free for long, but I might as well do my best to stay that way."

Wayn looked at the group of around a dozen girls. "You can stay here the night, but I am going to leave with my daughter on the morrow."

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Gregory and the Crows broke through the ranks of the Orcs and reached the gate. Three of the Crows grabbed the wheel that lifted the gate and began to pull it up.

The Battlemages saw that the gate was going up, so they made their way into the fortress.

Medora ran towards Carrik, with the servants helped keep the Orcs off her. She knelt next to the dying elf and tried to heal him. "Hang in there, help has arrived."

Jovron felt a wave of confidence when he saw the battlemages running into the fort to aid Gregory in clearing the courtyard. He then pointed at the remainder of the Orcs on the walls and yelled. "Charge! For Gerrick and our fallen brothers!" He summoned his Frost Familiar, whom he called Young, and then gripped his sword with both hands. With the Crows at his side, he charged into the Orcs. He swung his blade, disarming an Orc, then plunged it into his side.