The orc dragged the Special backwards by his leg, but Randal was ready. He twisted and struck his captor’s massive knuckles with both batons. The orc opened his hand, grunting at the pain. Ran was quick to jump at the opportunity. He got to his feet and swung both batons into the side of the orc’s head.

Startled, the creature looked down at him, his anger rising. Randal didn’t need to be told twice. He turned around and sprinted back the way he had come. The orc lumbered behind him, slowly picking up speed and eventually gaining on his quarry.