Jack jerked awake at the scream of a horse. Dan was crouched near the tent door, the moonlight only half filling the tent, but bright enough outside to see everything.

There were shouts and the sound of fighting. Dan remained crouched. Jack crawled up beside her.

"Wha's going on?" he asked still slightly bleary.

"The outlaws are attacking the camp" she explained. Jack blinked a few more times and watched as men hacked into each other outside.

The screams were bloodcurdling and painful to hear. Dan grimaced as a soldier fell in front of the tent. His face a mass of blood and gore.

"Let's get out of here" she muttered and pulled away.

Jack took one last look at the fighting and followed her to the back of the tent. "We're going to your boat. Tonight. No matter what happens we are putting you on that boat" she said firmly and Jack regarded her thoughtfully. Why the sudden determination?

"If we get separated forget about it and keep going" she said. "You know where it is right?" she asked as an after thought. Jack nodded.

"Aye".

"Good, now we go that way when we get to the forest" she said indicating to her right. "If you keep going you'll get to the cliff, watch out cause it can sneak up on you and it is a nasty fall". Jack gave his trademark lopsided grin.

"Aye" he said again. They stood and made their way to the opening.

"Oh and Jack"

"Aye?"

"Don't forget your promise" she said flashing him a grin and ducking out into the night before he could respond.
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Jack followed her. They kept to the tent, and then came to the center of camp. The fastest way to the forest was across this way. But the most fighting was going on here. Dan shook her head and went to the left, evidently deciding to go around the mayhem. Jack followed at a distance.

There was a horn to their left and the sound of many hooves burst into the camp. Jack couldn't see because there was a few tents separating the battleground from him, but it sounded like reinforcements for the soldiers. He kept the stately pace behind Dan, when suddenly a horse burst through a tent behind him and the man made a swing at him with a sword. Jack ducked it only just and stumbled forwards.

All he heard was Dan's scream of "RUN!" as she turned and fled. Jack right behind her and three or four horses coming through the same way as the first. Jack caught up quickly.
He may have looked like a drunk but he could run pretty straight when there were horses and men thirsting after his blood on his heels. The forest loomed into sight ahead of them when Dan staggered. Jack didn't notice for a few meters, and when he turned to find her, he saw her ducking and swerving a blade wielded by the translator.

The man had a manic gleam in his eye and was hissing that it was all her fault the men were being slaughtered. He was calling her a witch and worse, but she hardly noticed. All she was interested in was the metal that flashed in the moonlight as it lunged at her crazily. The man was unstable, but that didn't matter. He still had a sword, and he was still trying to kill her.

She swerved under it, then rushed forwards and wrestled him to the ground. The sword was knocked away and she rammed her forehead into his face before hearing a high pitched whinny and looking up to find flailing hooves coming down at her.
Her eyes widened and she threw herself away to avoid them. They crashed down, instantly killing her former attacker. She rolled to her feet and stumbled back, towards the forest. She turned and saw Jack waiting on the forests edge.

"Move" she called rushing forwards. Jack was turning to obey when a horse burst out from beside her. She had no time to react when a low sweeping sword slashed open her stomach.
She crumpled and stumbled backwards still. Then fell to her knees and sunk to the ground as the mounted soldier came back and drove a pike through her crouched form.

Jack stopped his forward rush towards her. She was dead now and there was nothing her could do. He felt a tremor run through him. Then he turned and fled into the dark woods, not looking back.