Ransom did not like this development. Wargs are one things. Nets and metal weapons are another. He had picked himself up at the arrival of the two woman. Their yells of surprise sent Ransom grabbing for his sword and rising to feet. Elwyn's earlier advice was sound, for waves of dizziness immediatly battered his mind. He dimly saw the net come flying toward him, before a heavy, blunt object impacted.
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"The blood of the dead mixes with the the flowing sand and grants more power to the killer."--Gaara of the Desert
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