The ashen haired one touched her shoulder, almost in a gentle way, that´s when she realized that this may be her only way out. The horde had brought in a wooden horse, an old and medieval torturing device and from what Fanestra could see, a hole were in the very middle of it.
The mysterious ashen-haired beauty gently stroked her shoulder, like a kind, loving sister, soothing her feelings . Eleonora realized that this fallen warrior was now actually her best, maybe her only escape route out of here . A group of goblins was bringing in a large triangular-topped box . It looked horribly like a crude medieval torture device, called a wooden horse. Seeing it, Fanestra's heart sank even further . Eleonora looked thoughtful, her mind working fast . A large hole seemed to be cut out of the middle of it. What for?