CHAPTER THREE

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"SQUIRREL," Gwen began to stop, gasping for air

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"SQUIRREL," Gwen began to stop, gasping for air. She plopped down sitting on the ground. Immediately, she tried to process what just happened. Her home, Dewdenn has been attacked by the red paladins. She looked in disbelief, staring into the ground. Thoughts began to pour on inside her head. Where is Boro? Is Nimue okay? Did Boro save Pym? She needed to go back for Hedge? All these questions began to haunt her terribly, she held onto her head, closing her eyes refusing to say anything. Then as she slowly leaned forward to stand up, she noticed blood splatter on her hands, it wasn't even her blood.

Horrified, she backed away. Immediately, she turned back to see if Squirrel was nearby or had gone on. She began to shiver in the freezing air, and she began walking.

She wondered where was Nimue? Is she alive? Is Boro alive?

Immediately she fell down to the ground, when she remembered something. She closed her eyes, thinking as a memory flashed through her eyes.

Mama. Mama.

A little girl, with platinum hair fell into a wooden door, pushed by someone, connecting to the ground. Immediately, a group of scavengers barged through the door looking around. The little girl began to peek through the door watching how they were destroying her house. "Where is the girl?"

The little girl watched as her mother stood in front of her father protecting him. "There is no need for violence." A man holding a bronze shield carved Viking, leaned forward taking out a knife pointing it at her mother's throat.

"I'm not the one being violent here," Her mother responded, causing the man to pull back. "We don't play games. We follow orders. We want the girl. She is needed." The little girl watched in horror what was unfolding in front of her. The man quickly pushed the man onto the floor, causing him to yelp in pain.

"No." The mother responded, laying against him, weeping. Soon after the man began to wince in pain, blood scattered onto the ground. The little girl hidden began to see blood dripping.

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