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The arrow sunk deep into Alyssa's left shoulder above the collarbone. She grunted, staggering back. Still in the blood lust, her adrenilene rushing, she felt no pain. Dania cried out in alarm, but Alyssa calmly lifted the axe in her right hand and sent it spinning through the air to split the man's skull.

"Let's get out of here."

Cutting the horses free, except for the one who had been killed and pinned his rider. They gathered what other mounts had not fled the scene also. Some of them had to ride double, but they all were a horseback in a few moments, with Ranic managing Endriel.

Alyssa left the arrow alone for now. She stuck her wrist into her belt and tried to keep the arm immobile. She turned her mount westward. They had a long ride to High Rock.

Her face could have been carved from stone.