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"Thanks for saving my neck, and no, I don't have a blade." Taking the sword the farmer offered him, he wondered who this man was, but had no time to think on it, Acacia was in danger. "Rehan." He called behind him to the man as he rushed out of the tent.
Rehan stared wide-eyed at the fallen bodies before Acacia. The woman had managed to kill four of them on her own, leaving just one man left. Breeching the distance between himself and the bandit, Rehan shoved his blade through the man's back while he was occupied with Acacia, not caring if it was 'fair' or cowardly.
A horrible noise escaped the bandit's mouth as he crumpled to the ground, adding his own blood to the mixture of earth and fluids his comrades had left. The blade was forgotten in the bandit's back as Rehan rushed over to Acacia. She was wounded and appeared to be in a daze. Placing his hand on her shoulder, he said her name softly, letting concern cover his face. "Are you ok? You took out four men on your own and you're bleeding. We need to get you back to town."
[ 06-20-2006, 11:15 PM: Message edited by: Leafblade ]
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