(A Silver and Zero production) Plaything

[Maero]

"They are ours! As are you!" The voices yelled back. Suddenly the injured orc began to scream. "My wound! M-My wound!" He cried out, leaning against a tree as he tore at the bandages. From what the Master could tell there was nothing wrong with the warriors injury, but that was not how the orc saw. "I-Its overflowing with maggots! They are eating me from within!" He yelled, terrified, thoygh his wound was clean. If The Master did not stop him he would claw at himself and actually damage himself much worse, even killing himself accidentally if allowed. Meanwhile the other orc began to twitch again. They were not protected against the evil fay magic that was being used on them, only the Master could ignore the charms and spells...but for how long?