“We’re staying quiet so the elf’s not scared. Huh, Brent?”
“Right.” Brent stood up and gave Tilly a smile. “Let’s go. Keep quiet.”
Tilly put her finger to her lip. “Quiet,” she said.
A body as hard as a boulder slammed into Brent’s back, slamming him to the ground and knocking the wind from his lungs. Tilly’s scream was hi...
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