He lay there, still and bleeding, until night cast its shadow on the world. Only then could he crawl away.
From a distance he could still smell the smoke of the huge pyres where the bodies were being burned. His father's body, too, must have been in there somewhere. Cynric knew for sure that his father had not survived; he had seen that Arthur slay him, seen his body tumble over when it was no longer inhabited by his soul. He would extract his revenge-- there was time.
Regrouping with a couple of his men -- for they were now his men, his father being gone -- they all garnered their strength and made themselves as inconspicious as possible, hidden by low brushery. The woods were not safe. Open ground was not safe. And as if the Knights were not enough, there were the Woads. They would have to be careful, so very careful. But as soon as they were farther away...
More Saxons were to be coming to Briton's shores, expecting that the forces that had preceeded them would have been victorius. They were prepared to take over this country. And they would.
From a distance he could still smell the smoke of the huge pyres where the bodies were being burned. His father's body, too, must have been in there somewhere. Cynric knew for sure that his father had not survived; he had seen that Arthur slay him, seen his body tumble over when it was no longer inhabited by his soul. He would extract his revenge-- there was time.
Regrouping with a couple of his men -- for they were now his men, his father being gone -- they all garnered their strength and made themselves as inconspicious as possible, hidden by low brushery. The woods were not safe. Open ground was not safe. And as if the Knights were not enough, there were the Woads. They would have to be careful, so very careful. But as soon as they were farther away...
More Saxons were to be coming to Briton's shores, expecting that the forces that had preceeded them would have been victorius. They were prepared to take over this country. And they would.