The sounds of footsteps echoed outside the camp and the smell of blood ran through the air, when Lirian left the tent he heard planks being dropped to bridge the gap across the trenches.
Edith led the group back across the trenches with her horse's hooves, klip kloping, on the makeshift bridges.
"That was fast," Lirian commented as Edith came to him.
She climbed out of the saddle placing her hands on his shoulders she slid down and smiled brightly, it was a pity that he couldn't see her.
"Aren't I impressive?" she whispered in a flirty tone as the carcasses were being dropped down with their blood dripping all over the green grass.
Lirian smiled back wrapping his hands around her waist, "I wouldn't be dating you if I thought you weren't impressive," as he finished speaking he felt that something wasn't right.
