Cowards, the lot of them.
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He helped to pull her to her feet, noting how she clutched at her side and stood hunched over. His blood boiled again and some of the horses shifted and whinnyed nervously. Faith stuck her head inside of the stable doors with a curious snort, and shook her head at the disturbing scents and feelings emanating from them. He helped Liliana to the door, careful of her wounds and the black mare backed off to give them room, teeth bared in anger. He shushed the huge mare and quieted her down with a few hushed words, despite himself he did not know where the once master lived, an odd formality filled his voice as though he could control his feelings by simply ridding himself of all emotion; good or bad.

"Senorita, I know not which way your home lies. Which direction are we going?" Behind them Faith snorted and pawed at the ground.


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