[RPG] [COL][Ori] Capture of a General

[Kylie]

A blood curdling scream swept the battle field as Devona ran over the 
trenches they had been hiding in, her 10 men trailing after her.  The 
unit’s battle cries echoed that of their commanders.

Her hair trailed wildly behind her as she lifted her axe high above her 
head bringing it down with a sickening crunch onto the head of the 
nearest Alebadian.  Gristled faces leered at her as she lurched back to 
pry her axe free and swung it madly to the left with a spray of slick, 
warm blood.

A piercing cry of agony rose up behind her as the tide of the battle 
changed slightly and the enemy pushed in on her Warriors.  Six men 
crumpled to the crowd while the other four tightened closely around her. 
  Backs to one another they fought on, hands slippery and dark with wet 
blood.

One warrior's foot slid slightly in the mud, and as his arms reached out 
for balance a nearby Alebadian used the opening to drive his bloody 
spear through his belly.  He sighed and slumped slowly forward, while 
two of his comrades began backing away, a look of fear etching their face.

"TO ME!!" Devona screamed, seeing her unit beginning to panic.  As she 
held her axe up with a shout she felt a searing pain across the back of 
her head.  She suddenly found herself laying gasping in the mud, the 
point of an Alebad spear leveled at her neck.

"This one is noble, a worthwhile prisoner" a gruff voice said from 
behind his helmet

"Do you surrender?" the spear dug painfully into her neck.

Devona spat defiantly in the direction of the soldier.  A forceful kick 
to the side of her head made her see a bright flash of stars before 
empty blackness enveloped her mercifully.