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Nytia
It appeared that help had arrived, for the bandits were under attack. Consequently, it cost the life of Faldorn. Tylus had been killed and Gweanna lay dying. Only Brea and Alexia stood unharmed besides herself. She had to stop the killing! She could not bare to lose another soul to these devils.
The helpers coming on horseback were coming quick, but not fast enough. The three of them might be dead before the riders got there. Making her decision, she eyed her opponent as he sat upon his horse like an untouchable god, dealing death down upon them at his whim.
She watched him in front of her...made certain she was ready in the event that his wrist were raising...and then...
She dove under the horse's neck, dropping her staff to the ground, and was out of sight and line of fire from the madman for that instant, coming up again by the horse's right side and grabbing the rider's pants' leg with one hand and reaching up to grab his right wrist with the other so that he could not aim it at her...at the same time, trying to dismount him from his seat on the horse.
[ 06-02-2006, 08:12 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]
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