(@GentleStark) - hoofs making their galloping way towards them, sat upon a horse, was a woman, bold and tall, striding in with a look of determination. Men followed behind, making the earth shake with their overpowering strides.
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Since Ironrath had been taken by the Whitehills, being triumphant in their battle against them, except, not enough to get Asher killed. He had escaped, with the help of Talia and his Sentinel. Coated in blood, sweat and dirt, Asher felt worse -
(@GentleStark) - still see and smell Ironrath up in flames, as it crumbled before him. Gathering himself, as they hid in the woods, he breathed in deeply and shouted at the top of his lungs.
How did all of this happen to him?
What he hadn't expected, was the sounds of extra -