"They are there! The tracks of the search party lead to the large stone over there!"
The soldiers of Thebes all squinted their eyes as they looked at the large stone over the horizon; their feet, quickly kicking their horses as soon as they saw a silhouette standing next to it.
"I see someone there! It must be the man who took the Princess!"
"Hurry! They might spot us and start running away! We must kill the Princess!"
"For Prince Ducetios! For Thebes!"
The soldiers let out a roar that was louder and more violent than the galloping of their horses — they all unsheathed their swords and raised them in the air as they let out a war cry; a roar that caused the helmets that were covering their entire head except for eyes, the side of their nose, and their mouths. They roared, even though they were just going to kill a single woman, and there were 6 of them.
"Do not let her escape! We must—Guekh!?"
"Pataicus!?"
