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Battle grunted as she tripped over a dislodged stone in the path. Gritting her teeth, she was beginning to think of how her captors would treat her. Would they harm her? And try to get some answers out of her? Her fists clenched at the thought of being interrogated by these low mongrels. No matter what they do, I will no betray my King, she thought stubbornly before she tripped again. Letting a savage snarl she yanked on the strings that bound her wrists. Of course, It was useless but she was known for her loyalty and right now, the supressed panic was beginning to take over.

Adrenaline began to course through her veins, but Battle began to growl at her onlookers. Without thinking, she tried to quicken her pace to at least startle the horse into running and throwing the rider off as she mounted the beast. It probably wouldve worked ff she didn't have a concussion or wasn't seeing stars. Muttering out a curse, she tried to think of her past lessons on using magic, or was it runes? Runes and magic weren't her strongest skills, but fighting in combat and war? That was her specialty.