Anuion walked silently. His partner was not very speechful. In fact, he had not talked at all. Only given the nesecary orders. It was weird. It was not often that Bordarigorn was quite after a battle. It was very odd in deed. Anuion nodged his buddy in the side, but got no response.
"What is the matter?" Anuion asked.
"This battle is. They killed Durelin. Those stinking rotten.... they killed him. It's odd though. After seeing those Easterlings, I found out that they are not so bad. They have honour. But they did kill Durelin. On the other side. I think it would be a shame if that Jerika and Kane would die. It's just that I feel bad for both sides. I don't know what to feel about the Easterlings I killed. And it's tearing me apart. Same like the time that we had to fight........ you know.
To the surprize of the entire group, Bordarigorn fell over and sat down with his face in his hands. He cried. He cried for a long time and could not stop. He felt his head spinning. It was as if the world had vanished in the flow of his tears. A continues beep rang trough his head constantly teasing him. Was this his consience? Bordarigorn felt sorry for they way he asked that Easterling where ANuion was. There would have been no reason for him to chrush his knee. For the first time in his life, Bordarigorn felt that he was a terrible person. And not even the nice elfish words of Anuion could take away the guilt. He was a broken man.
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