Koltira raised his runeblade, using it as a shield against the crumbling remains of Martin's lance. He frowned after the boy, but did not make to move just yet. He well knew what Martin thought of him, and what his reaction might be if Koltira made any aggressive moves. He planned to hang back, far enough to be hidden, and to reveal himself only as a means to push the child closer to Bariyan. An understanding between them was his final, desperate hope.
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