The Unbroken

An open land with steeps.

"I think we lost them finally."

One of Hanik's men called, panting heavily. He had a bag made from an old tunic, stuffed with some of the foods brought by the guards, strapped to his back.

He looked at his back once again. There was no trace of any of the Got warriors. Suddenly a Got warrior showed out of nowhere.

"Bend over. Dodge."

He called but Kie forbade them to. Kie looked down at the clothes they were putting on then sneered,

"At least act the scene perfectly."

He groaned then continued walking as if nothing happened. There was a displaced murmur amongst the group for a while. Then blanket of silence. They forged ahead in the mist of silence.

"Wait."

One of the men stopped suddenly on a steep. The rest of the men started stopping gradually till Kie did too. They all turned to him, the fellow.

"Come to think of it."

The fellow walked past the rest till he got to Kie and halte

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