there came word of another big battle: at the pass in Tharnapyr, trapped between the harpies’ Forest of the Suicides and the trolls’ Roaring Cliffs. Where the 15th were stationed, and no other troop close enough to reach them. When Elliot heard about it, he was sitting with Louise. She had to be strapped down to her bed to stop her from rising, commandeering a horse, and riding off to a fight that was already over. Elliot sat with her all that long, cold night. Word came in the morning, not slowly as before, but in shouts piling on shouts from every messenger and passerby, like the sound of
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