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Axantur's men pursue Valen and the refugees through the dark. A few stragglers behind are run down by their horses.

"Papa!" A girl cries. You scoop her up and keep running, only a few dozen yards left before the ambush point. The men scream behind you as you set the girl down to join the ambushers. As you pop out of a bush, you see the screams are of your own men, not theirs. A decoy force spring the ambush while the main reinforcements followed behind as a counter ambush. You turn back, you've run out of options. The mountains are too narrow to move a large group with any speed, then a great rumbling breaks your thought. You turn around to see boulders and rocks clatter down the mountains and crush some of the pursuing force. A particularly large stone blocks the narrowest part of the path. As you look around you see one thing. The little girl, arms outstretched in determination.