[Arien]

She screamed again for help and this time it came. But it was not Bregand, it was Turthol.

"Look at what we caught!" said the one who had stabbed her, laughing at Tuthol. The wind started to pick up and sand blew into her eyes and brushed her hair across her face. She could taste it in her mouth, a salty taste,. gritty. She continued to shuffle backwards along the ground, as now the three of them advanced on her.

"Yes, a dainty dish that we're about to scewer," said the other laughing too. He raised his sword high, and she gave a last desperate plea to Turthol. He showed nothing, so she screamed out again.

“Bregand!”

But she need not have screamed. In an instance Turthol stabbed one of them in the back and then the other. As the second one fell he continued to stab him.

“Turthol, Turthol… stop. He’s dead.” she looked upon the man he was stabbing but he did not stop. She reached out and grabbed his hand and tried to pull him away, but she was too weak only being able to use one hand. “Hes dead, there is nothing else you can do to him…he is dead.” He acknowledged her and slowly drew out his dagger. They both kneeled upon the ground and looked at each other for a moment.

“Turthol, thank you,” she whispered, he nodded and rose from the ground. She to tried to get up but fell back down her left arm buckling under her weight. So he reached out his arm helping her up. As he did so Einen cried out.

"YOU DID IT!"

Finally it seemed over.