But I triedto rebel and as I turned to face her, Aunt lowered her face until herblazing eyes were on a level with mine. "Now you little bastard, areyo... going to do as you are told or shall I tell your Mum about youexposing yourself to my daughter?" Her question was enough to ensure mycompliance as I recalled recent events which I would rather forgetabout. "PLEASE don't tell her that Auntie, it was Ann that started it!She showed me her's first!" Her face contorted with rage as she smacked me so. There were about thirty men. They all launched arrows at the same time. The four sought trees for shelter. The missiles fell where they were at seconds ago showing their skills with that weapon."We've got to get them to charge us," Atlanta shouted. "They don't know about our ray guns. Both of us are charged up but their too far away for it to become effective." Another cloud of arrows were shot at them. All missed. Jackson and Ura let loose two of their own. One found its mark, the other fell. She smiled cruelly. Did it matter if he actually finished a second time? After all the longer he stayed hard the more fun her ride, especially if he fulfilled his promise first. His jaw dropped in shock as he stared at her, almost as if he read her thoughts. Of course he probably did know what her smile implied, their senses of humor being so similar. She tried to hide her mouth behind her cup only to burst out laughing when he, for the third time that night, stuck his tongue out. Her traitor. Had they not decided to pursue your cowardly flight, the whole battle may have been lost.” Zander turned to me, “I think you should have him executed immediately.” “Send him into exile.” Brock growled. I stroked April, and considered the orc before me. Gorlok was right, there had been a conspiracy. Zander and I had meticulously planned the battlefield deaths of every chieftain of the Ten and their heirs to secure my power over the horde. Brock had hated the idea; it was why he voted for mercy.