[ ... he's holding up admirably so far, but Merida's not convinced enough to guide Angus back into a run for safety's sake. Instead, she liberates her bow and reaches for an arrow and fits it to the string, drawing it back to her cheek. And she waits, to see.
If one gets past his guard, it won't be getting any further. ]
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If one gets past his guard, it won't be getting any further. ]