“Move it!” The prisoner jabbed at them to make them hurry. Instead, the injured guard beside Maurra fell to his knees. She whirled on the convict. “He’s injured, you prick! He can’t move that fast!” Safan came up from behind and pointed to a tall column of limestone to their left. “Over there. They can’t see us from the gates if we hide over there.” “Over there” was a narrow but deep indentation in the column. The prisoner continued to jab at the guards, forcing them to cram inside. Maurra angled her body so that she faced outward with the three creatures behind her. It had turned out better than she expected. This way the guards would be within her protective shield without the need for them to hold on to her. The prisoner turned to Safan. “Now what?” “Now I relieve you of your duty,” Safan calmly answered, and dealt the prisoner a heavy fisted blow to the side of his face. The prisoner sank to the ground without a sound as Safan grabbed his weapon. She stared at the Ellinod in confusion as he shoved the creature inside a small fissure in the rock wall.
