Wren froze in place, wondering what she would do to save herself. She flipped off of Aldywn and landed in the cold mud. She put herself into a sparring position, and waited for the Troblins to strike. A short one, just charged at her and slashed him. There was silence for a second. Then, all of them charged as fast as they could at her. Wren started hyperventilating and tried to calm herself down. They were a lot shorter than her, and she was skilled in acrobatics, so Wren jumped onto their heads and ran on them as fast as she could. She heard angry shouting from the Troblins, and she knew they had realized. Wren was on one of the Troblins head, but he was constantly moving, which made Wren have to carefully balance. Everyone around him pointed their sword up to her. She was cornered. Wren gulped, thinking this would be the end. She heard a neigh, and suddenly Aldywn charged through, and the Troblin fell into the mud, along with her. Muddy and sweaty, Wren ran as fast as she could before the creatures got up. She jumped up on Aldywn and kicked his sides until he went into a canter. They made it to the main camp. Now, how would they get to the hills? She saw a narrow passageway in between the tents. Wren pulled Aldywn's reins until he was at a working walk. At the end of the passageway, was a wall of crystals. Wren could climb over this, but Aldywn sure could not. She got off of him, pet his face and said goodbye. She began climbing the wall, and as she jumped off, saw the sun setting and baby Golems frolicking around in the field.
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Dystopia
Fantasy15 year old Wren is a knight's apprentice. When the war starts between the humans and the Troblins, her master decides it's time for her to become a knight. One day, he sends her down to the basement to get a powerful sword, and they get attacked. A...
