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Falowik heard the call for retreat.
"Uien! Let the horses go! Leave them!" Falowik was not sure she heard him. He swung his sword again, and his blow was parried. He turned his steed and looked for Uien. He was very lucky, for the man he had engaged had followed his parry with a swing, and the Flithaf's quick movement was the only reason his head was still connected to his shoulders.
There was Uien. She had heard him. He cantered the short distance to her.
"Hop on!"
He reached down and grabbed her hand, and she jumped onto Flithaf's back behind him. She kept her head low, her arms around his middle, trying to give him all the sword swinging room he needed. Thoronmir and Lumiel were not far away. He urged Flithaf after them.
Their enemies tripped and kicked over their dead and gave chase. Were they going to make for the copse where Lira and the hobbits were? Where was Falco? He certainly didn't want the bothersome little runt killed. Flithaf was catching up to Thoronmir and Lumiel.
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