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... readied himself.
"He’s attacking alone?" someone whispered.
The doubts vanished as Michael mounted Marcus, bow in hand, and descended toward the enemy.
High above, Michael steadied himself on Marcus’s back, surveying the enemy convoy below. The supply wagons formed the heart of the column, flanked by soldiers on all sides.
Michael nocked five arrows simultaneously and aimed at the enemy column below. As the bowstring released, the arrows shot through the air with ...
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