The Nightmare - Four

Those creepy druids. Nonsense words, what the fuck did they even mean.

Then rumbling. Maybe they were starting a drum circle. But no, this was deeper than that. I turned to poke Banner...

...but he wasn't there. I started up. All of them were gone. The camp, still there, but not a halfling anywhere!

Then explosions, fire, more rumbling. A smell like burning stables and rotten eggs. A bloody screech.

A horse! Blacker than it had any right to be. Angry at... something. Someone.

"YOU." That was me. It all clicked now.

"YOU STOLE MY KIN."

"YOU WANT ANGRY, THEN?"

Everything after was a haze. I leaped forward, pounding the damned horse with everything I could. Its hooves battered. Its flames seared. I felt nothing, tasted nothing but blood and bits of horse flesh, heard nothing but a pounding roar and my own screams.

At one point, I think I managed to even shove it aside? I don't know, I was ANGRY.

One more blow. One more blow. All I need, one more blow. I swung back my whip and...

...it ignited into sparks. My whip fell slack behind me, for there in front of me, wreathed in scattering flames, was Banner. Beldon stood behind him. I glanced, and sure enough, there was Beldon, standing up from behind a crate.

I smiled. "Hey guys. I saved you!"

Then we got the fuck out of there.