When the soldier left off to his own seperate way, Tara sighed in happy relief.  She didn't have enough power left to defeat him with magic alone and she didn't know what Esme was capable of.   Having him follow them could old end in disaster.  Besides, there were bound to be other survivors of the caravan.  Nor would the dragon linger there forever.  No doubt, he would rejoin his comrades and retreat back to Kobal City to inform the king what had happened, and Tara had no intention of being anywhere nearby when the King sent his men to try to recapture what he'd lost in the attack.<br/><br/>Tara slung the longsword over her shoulder and the shield as well.  She wished she'd had more training in sword fighting, but such skills weren't commonly available for women in the kingdom.  What she did know would have to be enough.  She pulled her long dark hair back into a pony tail, to keep it out of the way while she and Esme continuing their journey away from the caravan and towards freedom.<br/><br/>Soon, they ran across a plume of smoke.  Tara stopped, trying to size up the situation.  Her first thought was, was the dragon here now?  Or could it be a farm.  She decided that she wanted to sneak closer for a closer look, keeping low and quiet as she tried to scout out what was up ahead.