((Written with Keltyr’s assistance.
Their group finally had a strongly defended route to the sewers and Dorri and Kel formed one of the three teams searching. There was time for one last sweep before they were forced to retreat. The houses they walked past had been ransacked either by their fleeing owners or the rabid Silver Covenant soldiers and their allies.
“This area looks clear.” Dorri’tow commented as they looked through the windows of another building. Keltyr grunted with acknowledgement.
Both of them froze as laughter echoed off the stones. At the far end of the lane, a group of four Silver Covenant came out of a house. Dorri ran towards them as Keltyr’s light empowered shield flew past her. All four quel’dorei were stunned as the shield bounced among them, ricocheted off the wall and then back towards Keltyr.
Dorri gutted the first quel’dorei before he was able to recover, but the others were ready when she turned towards them. One of them, wielding two swords, moved to engage her, while his fellows tried to retreat into the house.
Dorri’s opponent dodged her initial strike, pushed her back and then tried to move to block Keltyr from following his retreating companions. Keltyr forced the man’s swords down with his shield and then sliced his sword across the quel’dorei’s vulnerable throat. While the soldier gasped for breath, Dorri viciously cleaved through his back. She pulled the tunic off the body to wipe the blood from her face.
“Help!” Dorri looked up as one of the men Keltyr had chased into the house, suddenly ran out screaming. She formed the light into a stunning hammer and walked over to the escapee. Dorri took a moment to look into the house and caught sight of a small body, either a woman or a child.
“You don’t deserve help.” She hissed and drove her sword through the man. She dismissed the spell that held him and stalked towards the open doorway, wiping her blade clean with the silver and blue tabard of her last victim. She tossed the tabard as she crossed the threshold and bent over the small body, a young boy dressed in simple robes. He was sprawled face down, and axe deep in his back and a tiny stuffed tiger clutched in one hand. Dorri snarled and slammed her fist into a nearby wall. The bastards that had done this had died far too quickly.
She could hear Keltyr upstairs, saying something angrily in Thalassin. Heavy thumping down the stairs that led to the narrow house’s second story drew her into the hallway. She arrived in time to find another quel’dorei, a woman this time, trying to crawl towards a back room. There was a silk scarf with jewelry scattered around it. Dorri killed the battered thief without a second thought and ran up the stairs.
A sin’dorei man lay across the second floor landing. His sightless eyes stared at the ceiling. This was not the first family they had found dead in their home today, but it was one too many. She did not bother to check if the door in front of her was locked, Dorri kicked it open, slamming it against the wall.
A sin’dorei woman’s body was flung across the bed; her blood had stained the coverlet red. Keltyr’s phoenix shield lay where it had fallen after it had tore through a Silver Covenant soldier’s throat. Keltyr had looked up when she burst into the room, but had quickly turned his attention back to the man he had pinned to the floor beneath his knee.
“The others?” Keltyr asked as he bent down and wrapped the quel’dorei’s long white ponytail in his hands.
“Dead.” Dorri confirmed, hanging back in the doorway so she could hear if anyone approached.
Keltyr tugged his prisoner’s head up, and spoke into his ear. “You want to be like the humans?” His voice was harsh, as he slammed his sword back into it’s sheath. Ragged cries of pain were the only responses the blood knight got as Keltyr tightened his grip. Keltyr pulled his knife and sliced the top of one ear off. “If you want to be like them, you should look like them!” Keltyr slammed the quel’dorei’s head against the floor and then cut the tip off the other ear.
Dorri grinned as Keltyr slammed the man’s head against the floor a few more times. Then he retrieved his shield and cut the ears of the man killed with it. Keltyr pushed past her, heading for the stairs.
“What about him?” She asked Keltyr, following.
“Leave him with his shame.”
Once they were on the first floor, Keltyr removed the ears of the thief and walked out the way they had come in. Grabbed the silk scarf of the ground, shaking it free of the stolen trinkets. He wrapped the ears he had collected in it and tucked it into his belt. He never looked at the dead boy, but Dorri saw his hand tighten on the hilt of his sword as he walked swiftly past it. Out on the street, he took the ears of both men she had killed and then turned to walk further down the street.
The makeshift silken pouch was a bloody mess when they reached the edge of the sector of the city they had claimed. Keltyr let another body fall to the cobblestones and continued to walk away from where they should be going. Dorri waved the two sin’dorei children they had just rescued from confinement down the street, pointing to where the distant figure of a rogue waved.
“Kel, we’re moving outside of our corridor.”
He moved onto the next house, wrenching the door open and then slamming it shut when it was empty and quiet. “There are more houses to check.” Dorri nodded grimly and searched the eerily quiet street with him. They had begun to circle around and head towards one of the main streets of the city when they heard the sounds of fighting nearby.
Keltyr ran towards the front door, while Dorri ran through the alley to the back. Dorri hoped that the sobbing she heard from inside did not stop before they found the children making the noise.