Marina struggled a bit as the orcs grabbed her, but they were far too strong, and she knew.  She sagged in defeat, realizing she wouldn't even be able to save Chelseaa.  "There is no one there," she insisted.  "Just an old woman that should live out her life in peace.  Please, take me and let her be."  But even as she said it, she knew it wouldn't work.<br/><br/>Chelseaa tried to stop Liz as she got up, but she too, knew they were defeated.  She felt like running, felt like escaping, but she knew that wouldn't work either.  She couldn't outrun orcs, not without her horse.  She swallowed.  Her place was beside her mistress.  She clasped her hands in front of her nervously, and started out of the house as well.