"Nnnngh-!"<br/><br/>Lucille fell back into the cart, momentarily stunned, when the orc backhanded her across the face-! But she was still conscious enough to *see* what was going on...Until she wished she *didn't*-! The obscene altar had been erected before the camp - Not one, but<em>three</em>sorcerers chanting, incanting...And the vast swarm of underlings that surrounded them!<br/><br/><em>How did they get *this* far...?</em><br/><br/>The lady knight's gasp thrummed in her ears, her violet eyes going wide; This could be very, very bad indeed. If they'd come all this way...Whatever they had in mind, it'd be ruinous for all involved! She had to find a way to report this - Or<em>stop</em>it, herself-!<br/><br/>Her wrists strained against her bindings, as she struggled - Attempting to wriggle out of her bonds! If she could just get her hands free...She strained, fighting the dizzy sensation that coursed through her, those hollow chants echoing in her ears-!