Okay I decided to get a new chapter up becuase I'm at home sick and have nothing better to do. Don't own Eragon.
Roran quickly darted over and together him and Sloan engaged the soldiers in battle. Roran easily dispatched his first opponent, jabbing once in the hip and once in the throat. Besides him Sloan fought with a fierce determination, murder and blood lust in his eyes.
Roran lost his spear to his next two opponents and barely got his hammer out in time to save his leg from becoming amputated.
He then caught sight of the soldier who had taken his spear and he was drawing it back, aiming for Roran's chest that was no longer guarded by a shield "Blothr!" a voice shouted, stopping the deadly weapon in place as simple as though stopping a child from playing during these troubled times, which was quite easy.
Then to his further surprise the soldiers began stepping back and tripping over each other in fear. Curiously and fearfully Roran took a look back and saw a fierce warrior in a nice tunic not made from human hand and holding a magnificent sword of iridescent red that seemed to glow with a strange and unnerving power.
But those weren't what caught Roran's attention, it was the feeling that he knew this stranger that struck him the most "Who are you?" a soldier asked. The…boy didn't answer, instead turning to the Ra'zac who shrieked in excitement "You" they hissed.
Roran felt his hope surge, hopefully this was an enemy of the Ra'zac "I command you leave now and never return or invoke the wrath of the riders of new along with the wrath of the Varden and dwarves" he commanded, his voice sounding eerily familiar to Roran.
Roran stared as the Ra'zac became frenzied in excitement "Yesss, you are the one we want…our massster will be mossst pleasssed" they hissed. Roran felt confusion drowning him, weren't they after him? Or Eragon?
The boy smiled "If I was able to defeat the shade Durza then I should be able to defeat you" he hissed. Roran looked at Sloan who was also watching in confusion. However at that moment the soldiers continued their onslaught.
Roran stumbled back in surprise, cutting his leg on a sword as he stumbled over the body of his first victim. The boy shot a fearful glance back before lifting his palm that glowed white "Jierda theirra kalfis!" he shouted desperately.
Roran paled at the sight of the soldiers calves seeming to break through the skin. Desperately he grabbed his hammer, delivering a blow to the mans head so that he moved no more.
Roran watched as the magician sagged to his knees in exhaustion. The Ra'zac however took that as their moment to ride up and grab the scruff of his shirt "Saphira!" the boy cried loudly, he could have sworn he even heard it in his mind.
Roran paled as silence reigned for a few minutes before the steady thump of dragon wings were heard. Overhead the dragon soared, landing near them with the girl from earlier on it's back.
It then occurred to Roran that this girl was a rider. The boy struggled in the Ra'zac's grip but they pressed a knife to his throat "Come any clossser dragon and we will kill your rider, unless you surrender to us" they hissed.
Roran widened his eyes, that…boy was a rider? The female on the dragon however muttered something under her breath and to Roran's surprise the Ra'zac shrieked in pain before stumbling off their horses to move no more.
Unfortunately when they fell that brought the boy as well and when he hit the ground at an odd angle he let out a scream and his body convulsed oddly as though he was in pain. However Roran's mind was to clouded to think, add to that the pain of his leg was pretty intense.
The girls and dragons however…weren't "Shadeslayer!" the female called. With unnerving speed she approached her fallen comrade who had passed out, although his body still trembled.
She turned to Roran and Sloan as Roran realized none of the other villagers came "You two!" she barked. Roran tensed "I need you to tell us of a good place we can stay, it is dangerous for us to be out in the open, wanted as we are by the empire" she said.
Sloan grumbled "Horst is the only one willing to take in guests right now, his house is the only one big enough" he said roughly. Roran took a step forward "Why have none of the other villagers come?" he asked harshly.
The woman sighed "They were fending off some soldiers who attempted to climb your trees after I got over" she said. Roran nodded roughly and motioned for her to follow as she easily picked up her companion.
He swiftly led them to where the other villagers stood triumphantly in their victory, although he had a slight limp in his leg. Roran motioned to Horst from the side lines who quickly ran to his side.
He stared open mouthed at the people with him "Horst they need a place to stay, they killed the Ra'zac but one of them is hurt" he said. Horst nodded "Follow me to my house" he said.
As they began walking Roran took a deep breath and whispered to Horst as Sloan left "Horst, the boy is the rider of the sapphire dragon" he said quickly and desperately. Horst looked at him in surprise "A rider who opposes Galbotorix?" he asked.
Roran frowned "Aye, and he seems familiar as well" he said. Horst was prevented from answering as they reached his house and the sapphire dragon swooped down next to them, looking intently at the unconscious boy "Saphira go into the woods and eat, I know I am not your rider but he will be fine, he just needs rest" the female said.
Horst and Roran paled under the torrents of wind as they turned to lead the way up into the house. Horst split off, going to the kitchen while Roran led the way to a spare bedroom.
Once there he watched curiously as the girl laid the boy on the bed and he groaned. In an instant he shot up with his eyes wide, wincing at the movement. He turned wide eyes to the girl "Arya? What happened?" he asked.
Arya frowned "The Ra'zac are dead, I have helped you protect your village like you have asked Shadeslayer but your back still troubles you. Saphira and your family are safe so for now you must rest Eragon" she said gently.
Roran's eyes widened as it all clicked "Eragon?" he asked. Arya raised an eyebrow "Are you one of Eragon's family or friends in Carvahall?" she asked. Eragon struggled to sit up "He's my cousin" he whispered.