Avery tried to squint out the darkness, trying to see the hidden foes, but it was useless. Only elves would be able to see the warriors that were inching closer and closer to their camp.
Avery wondered if they should dampen out the fire. Maybe it would help hide them from the warriors. She drew out her sword. Her dreams were rapidly coming back to her.
She looked over to Kalir, was he frightened, frightened like she was? She couldn't tell. She shook her head trying to get a grip on her fears and shake away the terror that was climbling up her throat and choking her.
She knew how to fight. She had grown up learning different ways for different situations and now was no time to begin shirking away. Besides, up until now, she had pretty much fought alone, there were others by her side now.
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~~Your finger hired the crew?
~No, that's silly. The man who lives in my finger hired the crew, Mr. Bimbol.
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