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They had ridden a mere two leagues from the city when suddenly their
horses reared, shrieking. Niala went flying immediately, and while Aron
made a valiant effort of staying on the horse, he soon went flying also.
The horses bolted into the woods, the sound of their hoofbeats soon
receding. Niala heard a familiar, unpleasant voice from the woods, chuckling "What can I say? It seems horses are unreasonably averse to my presence." "Melfice!" Niala gasped. "The very same!" Melfice laughed, vaulting out of a tree to stand in front of them. "Bastard! Valmarspawn!" Aron swore, drawing his steel and charging. So fierce was his assault that Melfice seemed taken aback - he barely had time to draw his own sword and block, as the enraged guardsman drove him backwards with each strike. "Gah!" Melfice choked. "You're better than I thought! Damn!" "I'll kill you!!" Aron roared. Niala merely watched, unable to move. She felt a glimmer of hope. Aron was winning, driving him back - maybe Melfice wasnt a good swordsman at all. And then... ...Melfice seemed to blur in and out of existence - one second he was in front of Aron, and the next he stood behind him, sheathing his bloodied sword. Aron gave a little twitch, frozen in place. "Sorry there little fella." Melfice grinned. "But you can go to hell now." Aron slid apart into five neat pieces. Niala screamed. She did not stop screaming for a long time.
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