The men talked among themselves for a moment, before deciding leaving would be the best idea. They weren’t going to go against someone -no matter how small- with such a dangerous weapon as his sword. So they let Elvin go -who dropped to the ground- and made their way out of the forest. They already had cut down a lot of trees, they could finish this another time.
Elvin curled up on the ground, gasping for breath. It hurt, he hurt, everything hurt.
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