| Lord Fred was somehow spun over. His back...his back was gone. He had
been eviscerated from behind. His neck rolled freakishly. The empty cavity
of his stomach made her gorge rise.
But she was a warrior princess. She had seen others fall in battle before. Astra pushed herself over to a thick, black branch that was attached to an ugly looking tree. She scrambled up it, went to the top and advanced over the dangerous muck like a spider-monkey. Thick branch intertwined with thick branch was as easy for her to traverse as a dried-out road was to a child. She didn't know where she was going but anywhere far from the monster that had slain her companion was fine with her. Soon she came to a break in the trees. The moist ground below was gone, replaced by firmness coated with wildflowers. She looked to her right and saw that the swamp gave way to a wide, flat field filled with short grass. [Author's Note: I know that in this continuity, Velus was the dragon]
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