After a while Carrie fell asleep, and dreamed of the game, and what else she could experience and have fun with and learn. In her dreams, she was in the game again, not as her character Sasha, but herself. When she woke up in the forest, she started a fire with the new flame magic skill she learned. She hunted for some deer, took a doe down with her bow, she then skinned and cleaned it before sticking it on the flames to cook. While she was sitting next to the flames she heard screaming from a woman close by. She grabbed her sword and ran towards the sound, she burst through the trees and into a small clearing. She saw a she elf pinned to the ground, two men holding her arms and another in between her legs trying to force himself on her.

The woman was naked and crying, her body was bruised and cut up. There were six bandits there, three were trying to set up camp, ignoring what was happening to the elf, and the other three were dealing with her. Carrie stood behind a tree near the clearing, watching what is going on in the clearing. She slowly walks up behind one of the men who’s standing at the edge of the clearing watching the show. She stands behind him and holds her sword to his throat, and demands angrily “What are you doing to this elf?” “Get out of here! One of the bandits holding her down said, this doesn’t concern you!” “Yes! It does, because she can’t defend herself, and you’re all horrible pieces of shit. Let her go or I’ll kill all of you!” “You can come and try sweet cheeks.” One of the bandits said as he grabs his sword, while the others grab various weapons. She slices the throat of the man she was holding, and ran across the clearing to one of the other men.

Sasha fought with him for a few seconds, parrying his blows with the hilt of her sword. She stabs him in the chest and he goes down. The third bandit came after her with his bow and a handful of arrows. She blocks the arrows one by one with her shield until he runs out. She then cuts his neck open and watched the blood run down his neck. She used her newfound fire magic and burns the fourth bandit. Before long, she had killed the other two, with her sword, using a new execution move she learned recently. (Good riddance.) She thought to herself, (one less group of assholes to deal with.) She sat down next to the she elf, and took off her cloak and put it on her to cover up her nakedness. “What’s your name?” she asked her.

“My name is Marielle, I’m a storm elf from a providence south of here by about a 3 day ride.