The forbidden Scroll

Wounded

I had stood there for a while, watching the ravager struggle to breath. I felt sick watching it cough up mouthful after mouthful of blood, but I also felt a strange sense of justice. The creature let out its final breath and I was finally able to turn myself away from it, only then did I realise the amount of damage the fighting had caused to the surrounding areas, and not just the fight that I had finished, but this war itself.

I felt myself choke and my eyes start to fill with tears. The once clean, beautiful kingdom of Roch was almost completely reduced to ruin, rubble and ash. 'This is all my fault' I thought, 'If I hadn't come to Roch, the Ravagers wouldn't have tracked me here'. I gazed at the battle field around me, soldiers and other citizens were being killed, and not in small numbers. I desperate mother and father were brandishing broomsticks, trying to protect what looked like two little kids behind them. There was one ravager and it gave an evil smirk before ripping the head off the father, the mother let out a scream and the children started crying. 

Only now did I realise, that there weren't two children, but four. Two little girls about Calibs age and two boys, one looked older than the girls and the other one seemed way younger than all of them.

I snapped to my senses and sprinted towards the ravager. I swiped my sword and cut through its chest, but not before it got one last hit on the mother. The ravager fell over and its eyes rolled back. I turned and saw the mother clutching her breast, My blood went cold as she started to fall.

"MA'AM," I cried, reaching forward and catching the lady before she hit the ground, "Ma'am, please hold on, there is a healing post across town, if we hurry I can get you th..." I was cut off by her holding up a hand, signaling me to stop talking. 

"There's no time," She whispered, her voice growing faint, she coughed before continuing, "You can't carry me and my children," I gazed over to her kids, they were quaking in fear. One of them, the youngest, had decided that my left wing was a good place to hide in to try and escape the horror of the surrounding war. 

"Take them to safety, please," I turned back to the lady. She coughed once more and breathed out for the last time. I quietly set her down on the ground and whispered, "I promise that your children will be safe,", before turning to the kids.

Two of them was crying and hugging each other while another was lying down next to her mother crying at her to get up, the fourth was still hidden in my wing, He to was crying. I carefully pulled the other three towards me so that I could speak to all of them.

"I'm going to get you all to safety ok," I said quietly, "But you have to listen to me very carefully,".

The older one nodded and his siblings looked at me in silent agreement.