Ulwyte's horse reared again as an arrow tipped with steel sank into the flesh of a great bear in front. Pulling on the reins and fighting for control, Ulwyte looked around wildly for the source. People did not usually come here. He soon saw Kasteni shoot another arrow into the beast's thick, matted fur. Bewildered at such offence, the other were-bears were soon rambling off into the woods from where they came from.
Ulwyte checked the horse and dismounted quickly, wiping his sword against a few plants near the road first before sheathing it. No one ever said travelling was easy.
'A good show, Advisor,' Ulwyte congratulated, admiring his skill with a bow. One had to be rich to have such finely crafted arrows. He then turned to Lovek and Khuleln, who seemed to have both lost their horses. Inexperienced, eh? he thought to himself smugly as he surveyed the outcome of the battle.
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"What shall we do, what shall we do!" he cried. "Escaping goblins to be caught be wolves!"
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