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“Damn them,” James muttered to himself as he struck the horse’s thigh to get it moving even quicker.

Soon, the two guards had fallen back far enough distance, but they were still visible. James would have to make a few cuts soon, and he did, making a left, than a right onto a parallel trail. This move had dropped his distance from them, but they were oblivious of his second turn.