Suffering

After a while the rest of the soldiers arrived for the battle, I felt lost in this place. I had no one I knew and I was a little worried, but from one moment to another I saw Alfred talking to the elves, for me it was encouraging to see a familiar face among so many people, but I could not talk to him because he was busy at that moment, and it was still a waste of time, besides I had nothing to tell him.

I felt that someone had touched my sword, and I grabbed it to prevent it from being stolen.

It was a strange dwarf, with a red beard, and black eyes, just like everyone else he had the same armor.

-What do you want to do with this armor," I asked him.

-It's not normal... I see that you are a tomb raider, you stole it from a dead man of many years.

-I didn't steal it from anyone. I found it in a dungeon.

-You are a thief and you smell like those beasts the wizard has. You deserve to die, traitor.

From one moment to another he attacked me with his sword, and I managed to dodge his atta
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