Astarielle was slightly pale as she came round from the side of the coach, the attack had surprised her. She jumped lightly over a dead body still moaning in pain without a second glance. She never knew her husband could fight so well. A fleeting glance behind her showed yet another group of corsairs charging towards them. In the shadows she swore she saw a figure jeering at them.
"Earis, Elvira, I fear we have tarried to long, come, we must leave this place!" she said urgently. Another swift glance as she stepped hurridly into the coach made her tremble, they were nearly upon them!
"Hurry!" She blurted out. The coachdriver being to roll the coach forward as Earis and Elvira lept in. They set of as fast as the horses could take them towards the nearest gate.
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"I know exactly where I have been,
But never where I will go for
I tavel on the wings of angels"
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