Caught.

‘Sh-’ Borus shushed and stopped walking. He lowered himself behind a bush and Ninae followed his lead. She could hear it too now, the soft sound of snapping
dry branches and the rustling of leaves on the forest floor. Borus picked up a thick and sturdy branch from the ground and looked towards Ninae with worry.
‘Run’ He said under his breath. Ninae leaped into a sprint back, towards the direction they just came from, as a tall yellow figure jumped over the bushes to catch her.
Borus managed to snatch the yellow figure mid air by the ankle, slamming it hard on the ground. Ninae shot a glance behind her while running and noticed there was more than just one.
She knew where to jump and where to slide, following her recent route. An arrow shot past her head.  She thought: I need cover. I can’t just leave him there. A weapon, anything.
Behind her she could hear Borus taking a beating. From the corner of her eye she saw a flash of dark. She dropped to the ground as an arrow graced her arm, leaving a cut.  
Her hand reached for a sharp looking rock but she was pulled back up on her feet by her hair.
‘Gho men gho Lerjak.’ A nasal voice said mockingly while pulling Ninae to her feet. She swung her arm trying to release herself from his grip but was stopped by a strong hand.  
‘No. Weak.’ He said in common tongue and pushed her forward, back towards Borus. He was surrounded by yellow beings, aiming their gnarly bone fragment weapons towards him,
two of them moaning in pain on the ground. They forced him on his knees, Ninae just behind him.
‘Tsk -tsk -tsk’ A tall yellow figure nodded his head as he stepped up on a higher bit of ground. ‘No Run. You good food now.’ He grinned, showing a row of long sharpened teeth.
He wore a freshly scalped face of a man over his loincloth. They appeared much taller than an average human would, yet lean and very yellow of skin. Piercing blue eyes, which seemed
to glow slightly, were hidden in deep sockets in their oddly shaped skulls. Ninae had heard tales of these beings, her people called them Khalon Cannibals.
‘ Borus, no?’ The one with the scalped face pointed his hooked sword towards Borus and laughed, his group laughing with him.‘ We got you now. Po Khang Khalon.’


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