Kidnapped to Another World

KTAWD - Chapter 9

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Dreamweaver Chapter 9

Several of Yamamoto Sensei's judo people had all formed teams and started rushing the make shift log ladders by the window. There was a big trampling of feet as a whole slew of people were getting ready to go over there.

"Go! Go! Go!" We heard them yell as about fifty students ran to the huge window sills that lined that whole wall. It was a really bad situation. That wall of windows was too big for even that many people to effectively cover. I could hear the panic and strain in their voices as they were hustling to hang onto every piece of ground that we had.

We had to stay watching the pigmen at the barricade in front of us though so they didn't take advantage of the openings created by the split defense. So we couldn't take our eyes of the battle in front of us while we heard students screaming for help behind us.

"The logs are so heavy!"

"Hurry!"

"Oh G@*(#@! They are coming up!"

"No! I want to see my mom again!"

"Pigfokkers must die!" This fellow sounded especially psychotic.

"I-I can't budge it! Help me push the logs!" This voice was full of despair.

"Hurry!"

"We need more people! Each log needs like five people to push out the window hurry!" someone said, while straining so hard at pushing that their voice was affected.

There was a tumult of all kinds of shouting behind us as Akira and I hacked at three orcs that were trying to climb down the barricade. The first spear hit went in one of them's arm, so he couldn't try to parry us or strike at us. Then as he squealed in pain I jumped as high as I could to chop deep into its smelly round shoulders.

"Wait a minute. These ones are bigger somehow," Yumi complained, with her eyebrows in a furious look as she stared at them.

"Be careful!" I heard Asakura sensei call to us from the back.

"No! We'll kill these just like their brethren," Akira shouted back. He took another swipe but missed.

"No, they really are bigger! Look at their stomachs. These are half again as wide and a few inches taller," she retorted as we missed a few swings and had to evade an orc attack. Normally the orcs had such a bad time trying to keep their balance on top of the mess of desk legs that trying to hit us would make them lose their balance and hurt themselves. But these were craftier than the others and somehow stronger still.

"Are these like...the lieutenants or something?" Yumi wondered aloud.

"Probably," Kenji said dourly.

"What?" said Akira.

"Oh, she's right," I breathed out hard, missing an orc swing by a hair's breadth. Then I swung back hacking its arm in the bicep while it squealed and bled all over the place. I also noticed orcs cry real tears when they are in pain. But unlike the movies and cartoons their bodies don't evaporate or fade into nothing. They just stink like a bitch.

The maimed orcs ended up being stepping stones for their brethren coming after them and now our team was really in a pinch because the barricade was full of orc bodies. Plus the orc bodies were softer and easier to walk on now by their comrades instead of the desk parts.