Fin rose on one knee, clutching his sword in his right undamaged hand. His left arm hung limp by his side but he would worry about that later.
Celeb lay beside him, "are you OK?" he asked.
She nodded and grimaced.
"Stay there," he said, "you'll be fine."
As the farmers drew level with him, he rose up and joined them. Together they moved forward against the remaining wolves and wargs.
"We have them now!" Fin thought, triumphantly.
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