As the group began to continue on their journey, Ardur took a seat in the carriage and began to take a sip of the drink that Sheo had given him while Anora had assumed her normal spot near the side of the road, eyes darted quickly from tree to tree.  Her eyes desperately searched for anything to give away the assailants position.  A dark shadow behind a tree, a figure moving in between the branches or a weapon jutting out from the shade.  Yet her eyes saw nothing, not when she scanned left nor right of the road.  She fell upon her ears, listening for the sound of an unnatural snap or the hushed whispered of a soldier, yet again she heard no noise outside the conversations from her party.  Indeed, for the moment, it seems that their troubles were far behind them.  Her grip on her bow relaxed, and a small surge of pain raced through her body as her hand softly placed itself on the place where she was wounded.   She did not know what wound she had suffered yet she knew that what Magnus's magic did was not enough.  Though pride would take point here, she would not ask for any assistance.<br/><br/>"Keep your hands away from your weapons." Anora's head quickly turned to face this voice, in her head bandits were ahead.  An attempt to draw an arrow on her bow quickly sent a terrible pain through her body, forcing her to lower her bow.  "Who are you, and what is your business headed this way?"    Words flew from her party members protesting their innocence, how they were but simple travelers heading to the capital yet Anora paid this conversation little heed.  Her hand returned to her side, where waves of pain began to spread yet again. She held her eyes down for just a moment, before she let her gaze fell upon the creature before  her.  Her eyes strained before her to fully grasp the beast of a creature.  His massive frame forced her eyes to strain to see what was before her, his hair was messy and long and the sound of something moving in the woods around them indicated that he was not alone.<br/><br/>Anora tried to ready a shot to fire as the spear shot by the giant hit the shield of Sheo but the pain doubled in intensity as she tried to flex her core and let out a soft yelp in pain as a result.  She quickly moved her hand back to her side.  A quick glance down revealed some blood was coating her hand now, and a small flow of blood was coming from the same spot as earlier.  Her eyes grew wide, and she wondered what exactly was causing this.<br/><br/>From the carriage Ardur watch the situation unfold before him, yet the only thing that made him pause him joining Sheo in front of the group.  It was not the beast of a creature before him, nor his massive bow, it was the fact that Anora had not yet let loose an arrow.  He paid close attention to what was unfolding before them, yet he also watched his friend.  When she tried to fire again, and Ardur noticed the slight shout of pain, he quickly jumped to his feet and drew his swords.  He quickly assumed a position by Anora and began scanning the area for any additional threat.<br/><br/>When things began to calm down, Ardur walked over to his friend and gave her a look of concern.<br/><br/>“I'm fine”  She said as she moved past him, careful to keep her side covered by her cloak.  “Just bruised .”  She said as she passed by.  Ardur sent another concerned look to her, yet knew better to push.<br/><br/>- - - - - - - - - - - - - -<br/><br/>During the overnight trip to the capital, Anora knew her situation was heading for the worse.  The bleeding had only slowed, not stopped completely.  She had no time nor did she wish to slow down the group to check what issue she was facing.  She knew that the night held many dangers, espically when heading to or from a major city.  Bandits could be lurking in the dark, the assassians could be readying for another strike or worse; those soldiers could return.  Indeed, it seems like the wondering giant that had stalled the group was the least of her worries.  During the night, when everyone was either sleeping or busy with the carriages, she would walk away and attempt to alleviate the issue at hand.  She stole some cloth from one of the carriages when no one was paying attention and ventured off into the woods to create a make shift bandage to cover it, and had to keep it up many times during the night to keep the wound clean and clear.  She made great use of her cloak to hide it, and powered through the weakness that was starting to fall over her.<br/><br/>She had not noticed, as her strength was fading fast in the morning, that they had reached the city.  She felt no sense of awe that had fallen some of the other members, but a sense of relief.<br/><br/>“Finally.”  She said in a weak voice as an even weaker grin spread across her face “We're here.”<br/><br/>Ardur looked over and saw the look, and was surprised.  Could Anora be in awe of a city for once?  He thought with a chuckle,<br/><br/>Anora felt even weaker, and the color fell from her face.  She shuffled her way over to a nearby wall and stumbled into it, shoulder on the wall and one arm on the wound and her other just dangling from her side.<br/><br/>“Anora what is the-”  His eyes grew wide with surprise when a gust of wind blew her cloak away from her side.  The crusty, blood soaked bandages wrapped around her waist filled his vision as his hand reached out and grabbed her arm, preventing her from moving her cloak back to cover her side.  He paused, in shock, eyes filled with the wounded form of his friend.  When did this happen?  How did she receive a wound so large?  How?<br/><br/>“If we slowed before the city” Anora had to catch her breath, and continued in a hushed voice.  Changing her pace, she continued with “The group is safer here than out there.”  Pausing as a cough formed, sprouting a small bit of blood from her mouth.  With a small grin, and weakness clearly showing in her eyes she continued with “I think I might need some help.”<br/><br/>She nearly fell over, losing  most of her strength, but Ardur was quick to grab and provide a brace for her.  His form quickly moved, placing his shoulder underneath the arm of Anora and allowed her to put her weight on him.<br/><br/>His quickly sized up Magnus and shouted.<br/><br/>“Magnus!”  As he began to help her move back towards the group “Magnus!”  His voice echoed even louder this time.  Ardur moved his free arm under her legs, and in one quick motion, he picked her up and began to carry her towards the group.