Murtagh's hands tightened around the reins of his horse. His blood ran cold at the thought. If he didn't get out of here, he was sure that they would capture him. He looked in the direction of the cave frantically and then at his men who were pallid as fear sank deep in their bones. Feeling extremely scared, Murtagh kicked the side of his horse and loosened the reins. The horse took off. Murtagh ran for his life, abandoning his men.
"Stop Master!" His servant called him. He also turned his horse in his master's direction. Two other men followed him.
