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Last week, we joined Anton while he got ready for his first big battle. Not too much later, we find Arryk in the thick of the fight, Larisa at his side. Unlike Anton, it’s Arryk’s first time in combat and it’s not going as well as he’d hoped. Slightly edited.
Warning: a horse dies, though not graphically. 🙁
His horse veered around the body of a fallen officer. Arryk, caught by surprise, fell off, but rolled onto his shoulder and got back up again. He looked for his horse but it was gone, along with the pistols still holstered in the saddle. Cursing under his breath, he drew his saber, just in time to meet a halberdier who’d come from nowhere. The man wore little armor and went down in a spray of red when Arryk sliced his blade across his neck. He grabbed the halberd, though he didn’t need it and looked around wildly for Larisa.
She was on the ground, on her hands and knees, next to her thrashing horse.
“Oh gods,” Arryk said, certain she’d been hurt.
Larisa got to her feet unsteadily, grabbed a pistol from the saddle and shot the horse, then pulled a flail from somewhere else. Arryk remembered laughing at her when she practiced with it; now as it hissed around her head, he was glad she never listened to him.
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