Into the Doomed Village

Godfrey saw shapes swarming over the low mud wall which drunkenness and negligence had left unguarded. Von comba quartered about the back of the hut, mindful of the fierce yells behind him,. He gained the shed behind the hut he had occupied, wherein he stabled his gray stallion. But even as he caught her white wrist to drag her away, she screamed and fought against him like a wild thing mad with fear. An instant he stood head thrust truculently, sword gripped in both hands, then turned and fled from the hut.