The distant sounds of clashing blades died out quickly after Caine fled the scene. He stopped and looked back through the woods. He knew the fight would be over soon, and it was not likely that it would go well. Caine knew how ferocious the Ravennites could be. The Morenno brothers would have to be absolutely foolish to believe they could ever dominate these territories without fighting the good fight, and Caine knew that.