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Meanwhile down on the lower levels Nethstel arose he groaned blood streamed from is head he stumbled and leaned against the wall he coughed and slowly walked along the wall darkness surrounded him and he looked in all directions he was slowly advancing away from the bridge.
"there is no hope" he thought "now only the Magnas can save us"
He fell to the ground his face on the ground he arose and fell again.
"There is no hope "he thought. Then he saw no more
Jonren and his two friends ran down the steps and opened a small door where a small ramp was Jonren slid down all the way to the bottom his two friends close behind him
"come" said Jonren pulling the red wig out of his bag and putting it on.
His friends did the same and followed slowly behind him.
A few guards surrounded great water wagons talking about the fate of this city they laughed and cheered. Jonren and his friends approached and Jonren climbed into the wagon his two friends began reconnecting the horses to the wagon. A redhead with a look of surprise on his face struck one of Jonrens men down. Jonren full of anger threw a flaming ball at the soldiers it expolded knocking them down and killing them. Jonren pulled his wounded friend in to the wagon and the other jumped in to the wagon they rode the wagon up the short bumpy path to the ramp they got off the wagon and pulled it up leading the horses as they reached the top a few soldiers helped carry the water buckets up the stairs and they poured it into the carriers.
"put the carriers on the catapults" cried Hunaruan as he came running up the stairs his bloody sword in hand.
The soldiers obeyed and they fired the catapults the carriers broke and water spilt forth Putting much of the fire out water splashed on the city down below it splashed in Pumperins face he coughed and opened his eyes he walked up the stairway which was now open for the rocks were moved by the redheads he slowly made way up the stairs and Hunaruan came running down.
"Pumperin" he cried"you're alive I shall help you"
He grabbed Pumperins arm and put it around him and they began to walk up the stairs together Hunaruan looked down at the death and chaos below.
"Where is Nethstel" he asked " have you seen him"
"Last I saw of him he took my place in fighting Redworn"
"Your lucky you're not dead" said Hunaruan "he might've killed you"
Pumperin collapsed for they had reached the top floor.
"Where is Benbur" asked Hunaruan.
"I am here" said Benbur who stood up from healing Jonrens friend.
He walked up to Pumperin sat down and pulled the arrow out he mumbled some sad tunes then healed his back and the wound closed up.
Meanwhile, down on the lower levels, Nethstel struggled to stand up. Blood streamed from his head, and he stumbled against the wall. He coughed and slowly walked along the wall, surrounded by darkness. He was moving away from the bridge.
"There's no hope," he thought. "Only the Magnas can save us."
He fell to the ground with his face on the ground and then arose and fell again.
"There's no hope," he thought before losing consciousness.
Jonren and his two friends ran down the steps and opened a small door with a small ramp. Jonren slid down to the bottom, followed closely by his friends.
"Come," said Jonren, pulling out the red wig from his bag and putting it on.
His friends did the same and followed him slowly.
A group of guards surrounded water wagons, discussing the fate of the city while laughing and cheering. Jonren and his friends approached the wagons, and Jonren climbed into one. His two friends began reconnecting the horses to the wagon. A redhead with a surprised look on his face punched one of Jonren's men. Full of anger, Jonren threw a flaming ball at the soldiers, killing them. Jonren pulled his wounded friend into the wagon, and the other jumped in. They rode the wagon up the short, bumpy path to the ramp. They got off the wagon and pulled it up as they led the horses. A few soldiers helped carry the water buckets up the stairs, and they poured them into the carriers.
"Put the carriers on the catapults," cried Hunaruan as he ran up the stairs with a bloody sword in hand.
The soldiers obeyed, and they fired the catapults. The carriers broke, spilling water and putting out much of the fire. Water splashed on the city below, and Pumperin opened his eyes, coughing. He walked up the stairway, which was now open due to the redheads moving the rocks. Pumperin slowly made his way up the stairs as Hunaruan ran down.
"Pumperin!" he cried. "You're alive! I shall help you."
He grabbed Pumperin's arm and put it around him as they began to walk up the stairs together. Hunaruan looked down at the death and chaos below.
"Where is Nethstel?" he asked. "Have you seen him?"
"Last I saw him, he was fighting Redworn in my place," replied Pumperin.
"You're lucky you're not dead," said Hunaruan. "He might have killed you."
Pumperin collapsed as they reached the top floor.
"Where is Benbur?" asked Hunaruan.
"I am here," said Benbur, who had stood up from healing Jonren's friend.
He walked up to Pumperin, sat down, and pulled the arrow out. He mumbled some sad tunes and then healed Pumperin's back, and the wound closed up.