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She grimaced at the stench of the orc bodies. The young man carefully watched them move and, suddenly, jumping on a stone, he shouted to the woman:

— Shoot!

A heavy arrow whistled through the air and the orc fell, choking with black blood. The
woman aimed at the remaining orcs and managed to notice how the young
man pushed off the stone and threw a small glass bottle at them in a
jump. An orc was instantly enveloped in a cloud of dust and the young man dived into that cloud.

— One, two, three… — the woman began to count. At
the sixteenth second, which seemed like an eternity to her, a young man
with two daggers in his hands rolled out of the cloud. Black blood dripped from the daggers, and the young man himself seemed whole. The elf continued to stretch her bow, but no one jumped out of the cloud, which gradually dispersed. And then she saw two orcs lying on the ground. Dead.

The young man wiped his daggers on the grass with disgust.

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The elf nodded and, without saying a word, they dived behind the nearest rock. The woman checked the string on the bow and looked out carefully.

— Orcs, — she whispered. — Only three … scouts? No, most likely, deserters. Stay here, I can handle it.

A hot one lay on her wrist, even through a glove, a hand and the young man looked at her with a long look.

— Madame, one has lagged behind, will you take it upon yourself? I can handle two.

— But you don’t even have a normal weapon! — the woman hissed and glanced at his little mechel at the belt.

— No, I have, — he grinned. Please, madame, do not waste time, shoot the lagging behind at my signal.

The woman once again looked out of the stone.

— Good.

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The elf nodded and, without saying a word, they dived behind the nearest rock. The woman checked the string on the bow and looked out carefully.

— Orcs, — she whispered. — Only three … scouts? No, most likely, deserters. Stay here, I can handle it.

A hot one lay on her wrist, even through a glove, a hand and the young man looked at her with a long look.

— Madame, one has lagged behind, will you take it upon yourself? I can handle two.

— But you don’t even have a normal weapon! — the woman hissed and glanced at his little mechel at the belt.

— No, I have, — he grinned. Please, madame, do not waste time, shoot the lagging behind at my signal.

The woman once again looked out of the stone.

— Good.

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— What’s your name? — asked the woman as they moved forward.

— Ciryon, madame. My mother was from Gondor.

— And the father?

— I was not introduced to him, — the young man shrugged, peering intensely at the surrounding landscape.

— Sorry. I’m Rethdis.

— It’s very nice to meet you, lady, — the young man kissed her hand ceremoniously. Such
an unusual sensation .. He had warm, weather-beaten lips, and from the
light touch of his lips the woman’s hand seemed to have turned into
jelly.

He looked at her in bewilderment, as if he also felt something strange and suddenly tensed.

— Do you hear, madame?

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— What’s your name? — asked the woman as they moved forward.

— Ciryon, madame. My mother was from Gondor.

— And the father?

— I was not introduced to him, — the young man shrugged, peering intensely at the surrounding landscape.

— Sorry. I’m Rethdis.

— It’s very nice to meet you, lady, — the young man kissed her hand ceremoniously. Such
an unusual sensation .. He had warm, weather-beaten lips, and from the
light touch of his lips the woman’s hand seemed to have turned into
jelly.

He looked at her in bewilderment, as if he also felt something strange and suddenly tensed.

— Do you hear, madame?

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— I promised his mother that I would make him a man. She was a good woman, and her son is sloven and does not want to become a swordman.

— Maybe he does not need it? In the end, not only swordsmen or archers are needed.

The man grimaced. The elf continued:

— You know, I want to take a walk. Not far away, you can not worry for me.

The man nodded.

— I know that you can stand up for yourself, but… Hey, stop! — he shouted to the young man, who departed from them very close, applying tactics — a step forward, two steps back.

— You’ll go with Rethdis and you’ll protect her.

— Why do I need it, Istmund?— laughed the woman. — I can protect myself in case of anything.

— If you lose him somewhere,— the man whispered to her confidently, — I’ll be only glad.

The young man pretended that he could not hear anything.

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— I promised his mother that I would make him a man. She was a good woman, and her son is sloven and does not want to become a swordman.

— Maybe he does not need it? In the end, not only swordsmen or archers are needed.

The man grimaced. The elf continued:

— You know, I want to take a walk. Not far away, you can not worry for me.

The man nodded.

— I know that you can stand up for yourself, but… Hey, stop! — he shouted to the young man, who departed from them very close, applying tactics — a step forward, two steps back.

— You’ll go with Rethdis and you’ll protect her.

— Why do I need it, Istmund?— laughed the woman. — I can protect myself in case of anything.

— If you lose him somewhere,— the man whispered to her confidently, — I’ll be only glad.

The young man pretended that he could not hear anything.

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