Legends of Caspian: Flight of the Fugitives

More arrows hissed around them as Luke and Caspian raced through the forest! Luke whirled and fired an arrow into a flash of red and then continued his mad dash. A shriek split the air. Caspian grinned. Eagle eyed Luke never missed. THEW! THEW! Crossbow bolts zipped in front of them spraying up dirt as they smashed to earth. Suddenly, two soldiers leaped in front of the two friends! Luke and Caspian hurtled forward like a blazing thunderbolt too fast to change course! At the last possible moment Caspian drew his sword and brought it down like a plunging tree trunk onto the soldier's blade! SNAP! His enemies blade was cleaved in two as Caspian careened forward into the soldier. WHACK! Caspian head rang as he heavily hit the soldier breastplate. The soldier howled in rage and suddenly light glinted off a deadly dagger! The soldier threw the dazed Caspian after him and loomed over him his face twisted in an angry snarl and the dagger clutched in his hands! Caspian shook his head and grabbed the arm that was swinging toward him! He wrenched the dagger out of the soldiers hand, but the soldiers other arm wrapped around his neck in a deadly embrace. Caspian's vision began to cloud over! Suddenly, an arrow seemed to grow out of the soldiers back! The soldier groaned and fell lifeless to the floor. Caspian rose and picked up his sword. Luke was back in a cluster off bushes, another arrow already to the string of his bow.
"Quick Caspian! Back here!"
"Ugh... coming," Caspian called back clutching his head. He stumbled into the bushes. "How did you escape the soldier?"
"I just dodged his spear and ran into him," Luke shrugged. "I got him with my dagger. Must have just been out of training."
"Quiet," Caspian suddenly hissed. Soldiers. Lots of soldiers. They had been dashing blindly through the trees, but stopped in shock when they saw their dead comrades. They leaped forward ever on the pursuit and dashed away hoping to catch Luke and Caspian, who were already out of the bushes and creeping south. They walked through the trees to Master Tage's domed hut. As they approached the lake, dock, and hut, Caspian thought about the old whiskered man. Master Tage was extremely old, and had been the teacher of Gelon, Caspian, and Mardina. Nowadays he lived in his hut at the lake inventing things, which he often sold for money. He only went into town to sell his wares and buy food. Caspian smiled and flung open the door to the hut.