Rankor lay back in a distant non-descript wall, sharpening his daggers, occasionally glancing up to see the pace of the group ahead, the one he was attached to. Something appeared to happen, a body dropped and a shout of fright was heard. He grunted, looking up once more and began mumbling something. "May as well join in before being accused of desertion..." He snorted, looking at the group of five, hoarding around the fallen body.
He then pushed off the wall with his back and joined them, and without saying anything, considering it non-compulsory, simply stared down at the injured woman.
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