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Wiki is being weird, this may be a triple post or something, I don't know

Burning. Fires surrounding him. The smoke filled his nostrils with an acrid smell. Maybe Alex had been right, maybe he should not have come to the walls. But, he had to go back. Maybe he could get to Magma from Goldrock. The walls were falling. Normkin didn't have much time left, the hospitals were filled with guards who had been wounded, and Thornhus had already entered the city. To his left were five of the Order heading into the city.

He hid behind a piece of rubble and threw a stone. One of the Thornhus came to investigate. Jack grabbed him. No one heard him kill. He peeked over the top of the rubble and saw a bolt pierce the skull of a Thornhus. The remaining three headed towards Jack's hiding place, and Jack looked over to the over side of the street to see a runner, brandishing a crossbow and a steel sword.

The runner held his sword, ready to swing it round at anyone unlucky enough to reach them first. The first Thornhus reached them, but within seconds, he was dead and lying on the floor. The next was ready for the runner, but Jack easily stabbed him with his Mithril dagger. The third started to run, but the runner lifted his crossbow, aimed, and shot him in the back of the head.

The runner turned to look at him, "Hey, I'm Dylan. What are you doing so far out to the walls? And is that a Mithril dagger?"

"The dagger is family heirloom," Jack lied, "I came to get a boat to Goldrock."

"The only boat you'll find here are the Thornhus ones, you won't have much luck"

"That was sort of my idea." Dylan studied him carefully, "You sure you're not crazy. Well, I've always wanted to go to Goldrock."

"Won't the other runners need you?" Jack returned Dylan's gave, but he shook his head.

"A lot of runners have already been killed, they will probably think I have too."

"You can come then, I'm Jack by the way."

Checking over the bodies, it was clear none of the Thornhus had been experienced fighters. The strongest weapon the found was a steel sword, which Jack took in case of future battles. The pair followed the walls until they reached the part which the group of Thornhus had entered through. They encountered no resistance, until they reached a large sailboat, which must have been where the group had come from. There was one Thornhus guarding it, but before he could shout out, Jack had thrown his iron dagger, and the man fell over, dead. The two took the boat and started to sail towards Goldrock. They had been lucky, no one had seen them take the boat.



