I finally wrote some action! (KInda)!
We were standing in the trees when two black guards came upon our small camp site. Elodie, who a few minutes before had seemed like simply a perky country girl jumped, quickly dodging a blow from the first guard. She swung her sword back at him and sliced his legs.
The second guard was engaged with The General and The Count, which seemed unfair, and almost certainly was. They fought like lightening, that was until the guard manage to land a blow on the General. Although it didn’t take long for the Count to then behead the guard.
“It’s safe,” he called out and we ran to them. “Martin, are you alright?”
“I will be,” the general stood up. He didn’t look alright.
“You’re bleeding,” Elodie said softly. “We have to get you back to camp.”
“Are they?” I swallowed, staring at the sprawled bodies of the guards.
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