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Chapter 8 by SingingLark SingingLark

Should she run, or stand her ground?

Try to run

Liandra looked upon Calcifer inert on the ground, not knowing if he was alive or dead, and felt petrified. It was an awful sensation, her stomach burned with a thousand, a hundred thousand butterflies. If she muttered "I am sorry" none of her companions heard. She just bolted.

She dashed towards the trees, but she never reached her objective. She slammed in an unseen person, a human sized stranger camouflaged by some cunning magic. Liandra was light, but the stranger was lighter still, and was knocked to the ground.

The vines, three of them were attacking the group, at once fell to the ground as the assailant lost concentration. She stood, and Liandra had the impression she saw a naked woman in the shadows of that cloak. The unknown woman screamed when she lunged at her,her nails trying to claw the princess eyes out. She didn't succeed, if only because Rodrik knocked her out with a hard blow of his shield on the back of her skull.

"Beware... do not uncover her. I think she is a wyld fury, a mad wife-follower of the demons that roam these lands. For a man to look upon her naked form is to risk his very sanity." Altima said all that matter of factually, while Nariel woke up Calcifer. She then told Liandra "Good work spotting her, she had us all mislead by feinting an attack in another direction. What do you think we should do with her?"

What should they do with the prisoner?

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