[Shit,] Neve thought. [Shit, shit, shit!]
Staring back at a rather large group of orcs, Neve's instincts communicated a few different things to her body. It was like two different sides of her began tugging at her arms, hoping that her body would react the way they wanted.
At the moment, she was caught between the desire to run back the exact same way she came, and...
Her eyes went from the pack of angry orcs to an opening on her left.
The side that whispered this later suggestion won out quickly.
And so, Neve grabbed the girl, lifted her up onto her shoulders, and began to run deeper into the dungeon.
"WHA- YOU- PUT- AGH!?"
The girl tried to squeeze out multiple words at once before an arrow hit the rock wall next to Neve and she settled for simply screaming.
