"Yes, I'll walk." Mikelen said slowly. Viktor and Santis released him, and they began to move again, following Solesstorn, who was already several meters ahead.
"Oi, wizard!" Viktor called. "Wait for us."
Solesstorn slowed down, but continued to walk. Santis sighed.
They continued into the labyrinth of passageways. Jaythus noticed that the light was growing weaker.
Formendacil wrote:"Captain Drazzuil," Vækadær turned to his deputy, "we've found them."
"How do you want my men deplored, milord?" asked Drazzuil. Twenty Fright Knights stood ready to assist him and Vækadær in apprehending Merina Valenti and her companions.
"Send ten to prevent their escape from behind. The rest of us shall confront them head-on," Vækadær was completely matter of fact. "This doesn't need to be pretty. Once Valenti is dead, we've accomplished our goal. The others can be left, dead or alive."
"Finally..." Vækadær thought to himself. "This has taken far too long."
Formendacil wrote:"I'll hold them off here!" Sir Dractor replied, quietly. Merina couldn't hear him, but his intent was clear.
Sword and shield ready, Sir Dractor narrowed his gaze at the Fright Knights, and charged back at them. This was an all-too-familiar role to the big knight.
Formendacil wrote:Merina raised her brother's sword coldly. She'd been a good match for Drazzuil in Hemmerington, when she'd been sick and weak. She felt no fear now, only anger.
"Leave her to me," Drazzuil ordered the other soldier. And with a cold deliberation, he advanced on Merina.
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