C50 They were running for their lives!

ITHRA

Zadok took out his blade, ready to fight. “Get behind me.” He hissed, eyes focused on our newfound mutual enemy.

I took out my blade and thanked God for Zadok, who thought it wise to pick them up earlier. I couldn’t imagine being in this situation with nothing to defend ourselves.

“We need to go south,” Zadok said to my hearing, our backs touched as we prepared for the battle