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her hands, “magnificent.”
    One by one they darted into the sky . Only one out of the many thanked me. Barely.
    “That,” Sasha said, gawping as they went, “was incredible.” She looked me in the eye. “You saved them all, Nath. You did something good.”
    I groaned and shuffle d to a log and sat. Sure, I’d done some good, but I’d also done an awful lot of killing.
    Was that bad?
    I watched the rain wash my blood off into a puddle between my feet. My blood and theirs. It would take more than the rain to cleanse what I had done. Those Goblins and Gnolls, they were dead. But it had been them or me.
    Brenwar picked up his War Hammer and slung it onto his shoulder.
    “Let’s go,” he snorted. “We’ve got a friend to bury.”
    ***
    Brenwar had a stretcher made, but despite my wounds, I carried Shum’s body out of the crater. Unlike most Elves that were lither in frame and lighter in weight than Men, the Elven Ranger was heavy. I didn’t complain. His death was my burden and mine alone. I’d walk him all the way back to Elome if I had to.
    Silently, we picked our way through the woods and back to the plains. It had stopped raining and the sun began to set. The horses awaited us there. Shum’s Rover stallion stood taller than the rest and I lay Shum down before him. The horse nickered, stammered its hooves, and snorted. I grabbed the reins and patted its nose.
    “I’m sorry, Boy. I’m sorry.”
    I probably knew more about the Rovers than anyone except them, but that was still very little. They were a discreet bunch. Always moving through the lands and keeping to themselves.
    “What do we do ?” Sasha said. “Do we bury him here or do we take him somewhere else?”
    I looked to Bayzog.
    He shrugged with his eyes. “It’s not good to keep the dead above the ground for more than a day.” He shook his beard. “Not good at all.”
    “They’re a private people,” I said. “I suppose a modest burial will do.”
    “I think he’d like that,” Sasha said, picking at her lips. “I’ll pick some flowers.”
    “I’ll help.”
    Shum’s stallion nudged me, almost knocking me over.
    “What is it?”
    It dug its hoof by Shum and slung its head over its shoulder.
    “Huh?”
    It did it again.
    “I think Shum’s horse wants to take him,” Sasha said.
    “Is that what you want ?” I said in its ear. “You want to take Shum?”
    It nodded its head and neighed.
    I looked at the others . “I suppose we can follow him. What do you—”
    A black shadow crossed the sun and dropped into the grass.
    Sasha screamed.
    It was Sansla Libor.

 
    CHAPTER 10
     
     
    Sansla Libor stood with his black wings spread and his knuckles on the ground. He was a towering figure, the breadth of two Men, and the muscles of a savage beast rippled under his fur. He beat his chest with one mighty fist and bared his fangs. He grunted.
    “Get behind us,” Brenwar said to Sasha and Bayzog.
    He brought his War Hammer to the ready. I went for Fang.
    Sansla’s wings collapsed behind his back and his arms spread wide. His eyes grazed over all of us and rested on Shum’s body. He barked and shuffled back and forth.
    “You t hink he wants Shum?” Sasha said.
    “Well he ain’t getting him,” Brenwar said, storming forward. “Get out of here , you ape! I’ll put a dent in your head as big as that crater. Do ye think I forgot what you did to me?”
    My blood charged. I remembered the last scrap e I’d been in with the ape. I could barely handle him then, but now, with my two Dragon arms, his timing couldn’t have been better. I limped after Brenwar. I couldn’t hide my limp, and I didn’t care.
    “Let’s do this for Shum,” I said.
    We flanked the ape. Brenwar was left and I was right.
    The ape didn’t glance at either of us but headed towards the others.
    Brenwar charged. “No you don’t!”
    I followed suit.
    Sansla sprang over the top of Brenwar and swatted him in the back. Brenwar’s boots flew over his head, like