Tussul crinkled his nose. “If he’s not alone, the rest of his party isn’t even breathing. Please somebody shoot whoever attacks me from the shadows if that happens.”
Tentatively, Tussul takes his hand off of his arrow and gently extends it, motivating the young Hunter to begin shaking violently. “Hey, uh, we, uh, we’re, well, we are the, uhm, people that… We’re trying to, uhm, walk to the…”
“HELP.” He whispered over his shoulder.
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