My heart raced as I slid under giant, fallen trees, and jumped over plots of murky water.
I had to be fast, for if I wasn’t, someone would tell the Elvders before me. And that, my lady’s and gents, would be bad.
I was feet away when the horn sounded.
“Shit,” I whispered aloud, sounding my own, but smaller, horn. Causing the enemy attack horn to change to the squeaky accident one.
Then ...