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Arthur grasped her hand tightly, holding her steady. "You did wonderful, my love," he said. "Come, we have to get to the King. I know the way, but the walk would take far too long. We need some horses..."
He looked around the destroyed area. The fighting had moved on to a new land. In its wake was nothing but charred buildings and bodies littered about the grass.
Gnashing his teeth, Arthur slowly led Trinity towards the ghost town. He spied his own house, the roof ripped off, littering wood and debris everywhere. It was a sight of horror, but Arthur didn't bat an eye. He had disowned his family long ago. Them and everything belonging to them were as foreign as anything else here.
As they made their way into the town square, Arthur heard snorting and panic coming from the stables. "There!" he said, pointing. "Let's go."