Kalir saw the arrow. He muttered a curse under his breath as he saw the Easterlings approach. He had been hoping he would not encounter any real battling on this trip. Fighting was certainly not a strong point of his. He drew his father's sword and looked at the approaching men. They were dark. Kalir had never come across men that looked as these men. They looked cruel too. A shiver went up Kalir's spine as they approached. The others were all getting ready for battle too.
Kalir quickly counted the men that approached while trying to keep an eye on the arrows. There were at least twenty men there. And who knew if there were more in the trees. Kalir cursed again and prepared for battle. The groups clashed.
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Navru saw the group through the trees.
"It is the group we search for," he said quietly. The other members of the group gave him a hard look. They had been traveling for a good while, and many of them were footsore. They were all cursing the tree of course, as it led them into this. None of them really wanted to bring it back.
Navru gestured to the men. He ordered the few archers he had with him to prepare arrows. The main group pushed forward. At what he thought to be the right moment, Navru gestured to the archers. They fired and the group moved quickly towards the company. He saw the men, odd looking men they were, prepare for battle. The two groups clashed...
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