She threw herself into the water. The cold grabbed at her body like icy tentacles. Arrows clicked off the walls around her head as she reached the other side. An inhuman scream caused her to turn and glance back toward the guards. The man who had been shot had risen. He tore the arrow from his chest and slammed it upward into the gut of the guard next to him. She winced once and the ferocity of it.
"RUUUNNNNN!" He screamed. So loud was his voice in her ears that she could not move. Her vision began to blur and suddenly she was jerked from behind. She screamed, wrenching her body, and beating the thing that had grabbed her.
"Quite you little devil or they will find us!" She stopped flailing and the grip slackened instantly. She stumbled to the ground and fell to her knees.
"Odd sight now isn't it? A princess on her knees." She couldn't really make out the shape in the dark...
"Silence you..."
"Silence is it? If not for you being 13 I'd slap you good."
"You wouldn't dare." She spat.
"Aye, I would, and I'd kinda enjoy it. But now is not the time. Come on you little devil Gregor may have not had the guts to kill you. But there are plenty that do."
"I'll go no where with you."
"Suit yourself. The arrows are just out there."
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