Arthur came to a stop, looking over at the bushes. "Damn," he said, not breathing much harder than normal. After all, he was used to running in armor. "I wonder what they were after," he said, mostly to himself as he started to pace.
"More common here?" he asked. "They just let sorcerers and enchantresses roam freely, wreaking havoc on people's lives?" He couldn't imagine the chaos that would cause.