The lead orc growled something in his own language and Landa found herself being dragged and shoved into the hallway.  The light of the room quickly began to fade behind them, and she found herself walking in darkness with the dagger point now resting against the small of her back.  The other hand lifted to grip her hair, at once holding her and guiding her.<br/><br/>She was shoved into what must have been the room she had spotted them in, but it was no lighter than the hallway.  She was free of the orc's grasp for a moment, but she could feel his presence above her, his breath heavy.