Shara could not bring herself to join the battle. Not only was she completely outmatched for such a serious battle, she found that she was needed somewhere else.
From time to time, the woman who now stood atop a carriage would shoot her arrow down at them and at that point, she had to protect the healer she was with.
The healer was the most important person here as she could heal whoever was wounded so they could get back to the fight quickly.
Still, she saw what was happening in the fight. She could hear the people's confused words.
"Someone in the group of soldiers has some sort of power that is keeping everyone alive," Shara said slowly. "They need to kill that person first."
The woman looked at her for a second and back at the soldiers. "If there was someone who could keep dead men alive and fighting, why would they join the battle? Wouldn't it make sense to stay away and fight from the distance?"
