As they sat there against the wall, the sound of horse hooves trotting against the soil met their ears. Through the woods, the Milligarde soldiers returned, and it was clear they didn’t take any prisoners as their swords were slick with blood and their armor lightly scratched.
He looked up, his eyes widening as he searched with his eyes for the girl, scrambling up to his feet.
“Did you find her…?” He asked.
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