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This stunned Landon and as he intently watched the scene, one horse stood on its hind legs and appeared to walk towards the goat. The goat also reared up on its hind legs and with its two front hooves swung wildly at the first horse. The horse batted the goat’s hooves away. Landon was amazed to see two animals act as humans did. The second horse had become lost in the melee and was now charging into the midst of the animal combatants. It slammed its head into the side of the goat sprawling him to the ground. The first horse then stood over his enemy pounding its hooves into the fallen animal to ensure its death.
    Landon turned his attention toward another fight where a man who carried a blue sword was fighting for the King.  This man had long flowing sandy brown hair that waved as he ran across the battle field. At the moment, the man tended to a fallen soldier who had just attempted to stop the evil warrior with the red sword. Though the two men were hundreds of yards away Landon could see clearly that the wounded man had a large gash from his neck down his left side. The man with the blue sword held a rag against his skin trying to calm him down.
    As he was doing so, an enemy soldier wielding an amber colored sword ran up behind him to impale him through the back. As the amber sword came down upon the medic, the wounded soldier raised his emerald sword to warn him.  The man with th e blue sword then spun around quick as lightning and caught his assailant under the chin. The amber sword fell to the ground as the assailant dropped to his knees, a blue sword jutting from his neck. The medic sliced clean through his enemy’s throat removing his weapon. The enemy slumped to the ground and the soldier returned to bandaging his fallen comrade.
    “Lie back, Aziel, it is almost over,” he could hear the man say. “Go, be at peace.” The wounded man lifted himself up as if to respond, but before a word could get out blood trickled through his mouth and he slumped back to the rock hard earth.
    “Jediael, Michael needs us!” came a shout from another soldier standing nearly twenty feet away. Landon stood frozen. ‘Jediael? That’s my father’s name.
    Then Landon awoke drenched in sweat.
     
     

 
     
    Chapter Two
    The Road to Camsbury
     
     
    The sun slowly peaked over the eastern mountains casting a red glow upon the world. Landon sat on his bed feeling the warmth of the sun’s rays draw across his face. It was still very early, but he knew everything needed to be packed for the long journey into town. He stood and stretched high into the air. He felt each muscle tighten, then loosen as he relaxed his stretch. His tunic had fallen to the floor during the night but Landon thought nothing of it. Swiftly, he threw it over himself. He headed for the main chamber to make some breakfast for him and Mordecai. Passing his uncle’s room, Landon could make out soft grunts that indicated his uncle was not awake yet.
    As Landon entered the main room he recognized the bowls from last night that he had dried over the fire. He snatched them up and set them on the table in the center of the room. From the shelf, Landon retrieved a couple of potatoes and a large flat pan which he hooked onto a bar over the hearth. Finding a knife, he cut the potatoes into small pieces, and tossed them into the skillet. Then, Landon knelt down towards the base of the hearth and stoked a fire to cook the food. Next, he stood and walked softly across the floor to the shelf on the wall opposite the door. There he found some carrots which he cut up and tossed into the pan with the potatoes.
    “I wish we had some rabbits…” he mused. “That would make this a meal fit for a Duke…”
    Letting the food simmer, he decided to check on his uncle. Pressing his face into a minute crack in the door, he could see the limp frame of a man’s body lying on the bed. Landon became slightly irritated at his guardian. He decided that even if Mordecai wasn’t
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