Keldron stood slowly, his bones aching from being still for so long. Staring through the bushes to where the army had passed, he noticed Malcolm doing the same. “How long would you give them until we can start up the path again?”
Malcolm brushed himself down, straightening wrinkles in his clothes made stubbornly deep by prolonged inactivity. “I don"t think it will be safe if we even step out onto that path. An army like that would surely have scouts at both ends, and even I may miss one. I think we should strike out directly West into the mountains. That way we have a better chance of making Fallmar Pass while some of our people are still there.”
“Are you up to it, Keldron?” Joleen asked. “Things might get a little rougher with no path to follow. You might have to contend with twigs and
