Operation Arid Soil : Part Ten

Running through the weirdly winding paths, stepping upon unfamiliar soil with his bare feet, carrying only a weapon he wasn't very familiar with, and dressed in naught but a loincloth of some sort, the knight pushed himself forward, although his chances of escape would be slim if those sorcerers from last time got involved, if he could just reach and dune hide from their sight before they could pin him down, then freedom would be his and he would be certain that no information would be funnelled out of him and grant these accursed corpses knowledge of the desert.

Though, he actually needed to succeed in his escape, which was a tall order, within just a few second of his rushing out of the tent, he encountered his first setback, and not a small one at that, but he instantly ran into the two undeads who had hung out close to the leader during his previous battle, the warrior with the stone sword, and the sorcerer of sorts wielding an old weather-beaten wand.