Skirmish!

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Loud crashes sounded from the woods behind Zoe, and she whirled, her hand flying to one of the knives at her belt. “Zoe! Quick, c’mon!” She looked down to see Geoffrey below her, a mixture of mad excitement and nervousness in his eyes.

“What is it, Geoffrey?” she asked, forcing her grasp on the handle of her dagger to relax.

“An Elangsian battalion,” he explained. “Lance is going to ride out with a few of the men to fight them and said I could come too. I thought you might be a good asset…you being so good with weapons…and all.” His voice trailed of a little near the end. He was obviously slightly embarrassed to be paying her compliments.

She smiled a little and nodded. “All right, I’ll come,” she agreed. It can’t hurt to stop one more battalion before I leave. She swung up on Brac fluidly and rode down to Geoffrey. “Hop on,” she ordered. “He can carry the both of us back to camp.”

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