She had afforded the rabbits enough sympathy to stay her arrow.
The Tseontaeg would not be privy to such mercy.
Tseontaeg“Let’s do this,” Thomas said, readying his longsword.
“Don’t be reckless,” Dieter said. “Move and fight together. That’s our strength.”
The veteran’s expression hardened as he lowered his visor, the grip around his javelin growing stronger. There was an unhappy reminiscence there, a lingering caution that the decades prior had instilled upon him. Thomas didn’t enquire further and neither did Rohesia.
Rohesia shifted her attention to Harangoth. He remained attentive to the ruins around him, scanning the shattered brick and glass for threats. Rohesia pet him.
“Good ictharr.”
The cavalry eased along the road as infantry overtook them, columns hurrying down the sides
