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Though Ran'Jinro was alive, he was still unconscious and barely breathing. He was pale as a ghost having lost almost half of all the blood in his body.

Swift-in-the-Sack grunted in pain as he rolled his shoulders, still suffering from the harsh treatment he had received back at the Imperial City. He approached the Khajiit and grabbed Ran'Jinro underneath the man's shoulders. "Could someone take his legs?" he groaned. "Bastard is heavier than he looks."

Evelyne just nodded to Mazga's statement. She was still too shocked to say anything. Her mentor, a great slayer of many Beasts, and an even better person, had been mutilated... And out here there was no way to replace the arm he had lost, and they couldn't bring him back to Fort Slayer. Not without horses. The mission looked as if it had failed at this point, but she knew that Ran would've refused to give up. Especially now when they were so close. The Valus Mountains were just within reach, and traversing beyond them would mean that they had managed to reach areas few Beast Slayers and Outsiders had traveled before.

"We should follow Beatrix and Koldri", suggested the Breton. "Its getting pretty dark and I'd rather that we stick together instead of separating."

"I agree", said Falana. "Let's get a move on. Someone help Swift to carry Ran."