01 Battle Mage by Wigboldy Donald

Author:Wigboldy, Donald [Wigboldy, Donald]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

The unit from Southwall had survived the ambush, but only in part. Seeing the wounded and dead lying around the dying campfire, Bas felt sick. So much death on both sides, it was more than his stomach could take. The young battle mage was forced to lean over gagging to toss the remains of the evening's dinner.

He dismounted after cleaning his mouth and re-entered the camp circle. Lieutenant Cristin lay where he had fallen, one of the first to be hit, Bas would learn later. Mirez could no longer greet him either or Justin. Mage and wizard, both men looked shocked to be dead. An arrow through each one's chest and a few others probably hitting after, proved no amount of magic could prevent death's touch.

"Sebastian!," Fala cried out first as the mizard entered the camp. The others looked up where they crouched warily behind shields, some magical, some wood and steel. "Are you all right?," she asked worriedly.

Sebastian noted the woman holding one arm with a shield resting on her protectively. "It's over for the moment everyone. I killed most of the nomads, and what I didn't kill won't be coming back too soon. Let's start tending to the wounded."

As he looked around the campsite, Bas realized that that would take quite awhile. Everyone seemed to have an arrow sticking out somewhere. Looking at Fala's arm after pulling the shield away, he realized that it was minor compared to other injuries. Ziera's appeared the worst. Patting Fala's good arm, he promised to be back soon to help her.

"Bas? What do we do?," Palose asked hesitantly. A female private, Layres, he thought and a male, the other sentry Aleyn, stood with him. "Mirez and the Lieutenant are dead. Sergeant Bylok is unconscious. He took an arrow in the shoulder and Aleyn and I tried to pull it free but couldn't without hurting him. Ziera's down with a gut shot. With Fala hurt, I guess you're left in charge. We'll all follow you. If the lieutenant had just listened, we'd probably all be alive right now!," he finished bitterly. The soldiers faces didn't betray insult from his words. Apparently, they felt the same.

"Let's not accuse the dead, Palose," sighed Bas as he laid a hand on the man's shoulder. "Ziera sounds the worst. I'll start there. Is there anyone else still alive?"

"Jarno," Private Aleyn informed him. The tall blonde-haired soldier seemed solid enough despite the stress.

"Seylea, too," the red haired woman added without looking at the man. "She took a hit to the leg, but is otherwise all right for the moment. Jarno, has had medical training and is helping her."

"Good. Palose, you're going to help me with Ziera. You two go to Fala. If she can give you enough help to get that arrow out of her good, otherwise Layres you'll head up the south hill. I left two nomads alive there. Don't kill them, but I don't want anyone trying to pick us off from there either. Aleyn, will go help Jarno, if Fala can't be helped yet.

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