[Like such a young troll could harm Darkleer, pfffft.]
[The kid might be younger, but being unburdened by armor, he's faster, and Darkleer can hear him catching up. He silently berates himself for firing that arrow--those things wouldn't have hurt the wiggler, he could have held them off just fine--and adds it to the constantly growing list of Ways in Which E%patriot Darkleer is a Giant Failure.]
[He skids to a halt, stopping abruptly, and whirls around, a sudden looming, hulking presence, and rasps out one command as loudly as he can, calling back as much of the E%ecutor's commanding boom as he can.]
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[The kid might be younger, but being unburdened by armor, he's faster, and Darkleer can hear him catching up. He silently berates himself for firing that arrow--those things wouldn't have hurt the wiggler, he could have held them off just fine--and adds it to the constantly growing list of Ways in Which E%patriot Darkleer is a Giant Failure.]
[He skids to a halt, stopping abruptly, and whirls around, a sudden looming, hulking presence, and rasps out one command as loudly as he can, calling back as much of the E%ecutor's commanding boom as he can.]
Stop.