Keep those reviews coming. I'm also open to re-write suggestions. This has been my most difficult chapter yet so bear with me.

We followed Brom and Eragon as quietly as possible. They circled around the town to one of the side entrances.

"Why are they doing that?" asked Chris.

"Trying to be inconspicuous probably." I said.

We followed them into the town keeping behind the assorted buildings. They stopped in the center of the town. The reason was obvious.

"O God…" whispered Chris. Before us was a mountain of dead bodies. My mind was filled with shock, then sadness. Then I saw the baby at the top of the pile impaled on a spear. All sadness left my body. All I could feel now was righteous rage. I wished to tear those that had done this asunder. I looked at Chris and could see the same feeling in his eyes. Brom had gotten off of his horse during this exchange. We took cover behind a house next to us.

"Motherfuckers." I muttered angrily.

"What the fuck could have done this?" asked Chris.

"Urgals." I said.

Chris took that without question. All of a sudden we heard thunderous hoof beats. We looked out and saw Brom and Eragon moving swiftly off.

"Shit! Come on let's move!" I said to Chris.

We sprinted after them. When we finally caught up to them Brom was injured and Eragon was leading two urgals down an alley.

"Shit, lets go help them." I said. As we ran to Brom three more urgals came from the mass of houses attracted by the noise of battle.

"Fuck! Chris cover me! I'll distract them! And don't waste ammo!" I yelled as I pulled my bayonet from my side and attached it to my rifle.

"Go get 'em Devil Dog!" yelled Chris as he went to climb onto the roof of the closest house.

"Come on you ugly ass, pig fucking, piles of shit! BRING IT ON!" I roared. They charged at me screaming their war cries. I threw one of my throwing knives quick draw style catching the closest one in the throat. He fell choking on my steel and his own blood. The other two jumped over him, still coming at surprising speed for such large creatures. I didn't even have time to fire before they reached me. I ducked the first urgal's axe and gave him a quick stab to the side of his left knee. I roll out of the way as he stumbled, roaring in anger at missing me and me stabbing him. The second urgal's head exploded as he was about swing his club at me. "Thank's brother." I whispered. I went for the first urgal. He was limping badly on his left leg. I assumed the ready position we were taught in basic and waited for him to strike. It was perfect. He came roaring at me with a great wide swing. I ducked, stood back up and thrust my bayonet into the side of his neck piercing the muscle and throat at the same time. I withdrew the blade and wiped it off on the loin cloth of the first urgal I killed and retrieved my throwing knife at the same time. I walked over to Brom. Eragon stumbled out of the alleyway he had been in. He caught site of us and aimed his bow at us.

I held up my hand in a placating gesture. "Woah man. We're friends." I said.

"Why should I believe you?" He asked.

"Because I don't lie for one. Two we just killed those three ugly bastards over there. And three is that your friend is hurt and we need to get him out of here."

Right after I finished Saphira landed behind us. She let out an earsplitting roar at me and Chris. We stood our ground but were still extremely surprised.

"Saphira wait! Don't attack them!" Eagon yelled audibly.

"Woah. that's a big ass lizard." Chris whispered.

I turned to Eragon, "Look we need to get out of here we can talk later."

"Alright. Help me get Brom on Saphira then. He'll be safer on her with his wounded arm."

We bandaged him up as best as we could and strapped him onto Saphira's saddle.

"You can take Snowfire. We need to move fast." Said Eragon.

"Alright man. Come on Chris." I got on Snowfire and took the reins. Chris got on behind me. We took off, Saphira flying close as she could to Eragon.