"We need to get out of here," the stranger stated. "Follow me." The white horse hair plum on her helmet whipped around and she began running to an easier path to the exit the ditch - to the west. The 'tons of enemies coming at us in a big way' west. She climbed up to the lip and peeked over.
"What are we doing?" I grumbled at her as I admired her kilted posterior from below.
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