Ercuion frantically races through the condensed forest of Mirkwood. He could hear the screeching of the spiders up ahead, no more then 50 yards away he guessed. "Dang boy," Ercuion mumbles "why'd he have to run off, he couldn't have just waited for me. He's going to get himself killed." Ercuion's legs beging to give out, as he begins to stumble, but all he can think about is finding his brother. He must be getting closer, he could hear the creak of a bowstring being drawn. Then just ahead in the distance, he spots Nefal drawing back his bow. Two spiders have already been felled, but more were coming.
"Nefal!" Ercuion shouts, "GET BACK HERE! I TOLD YOU TO STAY BY ME AT ALL TIMES!"
In the midst of Ercuion's shouts, a rather large, black briskly furred spider, jumps out from behind Nefal. "NEFAL!" Ercuion screams. The spider is stopped by the screams of Ercuion, just in time for Nefal to turn, and shoot the beast right inbetween the eyes. The spider gives out a hoarse screech, and it's legs shrivel up like a grape in the sun. Ercuion runs up to join his brother.
"The company is just ahead." Nefal says, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"It's useless to push forward, there's too many of them, and too few of us. We need to head away from the company, try to draw as many of them away, as we can. If we can spread them out, our chances are much better."
"Targon told us to head towards Lossenfirithion." Nefal smirks, looking at the ground, seeing the THREE spiders he managed to slay.
"Unfortunately, you just had to run off, and the ground is littered with spider tracks, it would take too much time to find Targon's trail, and we don't have that much. Plus, Lossenfirithion is a strong lad, he can fend for himself. We must draw these spiders away." Ercuion looks up and can hear the rumble of many legs, "Come they will be on us shortly. And this time, I beg, STAY by me. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you."
"I'm flattered." Nefal responds sarcastically.
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