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In a blur of white, the horses reared back snorting in protest at the sudden command to stop.  Ofir regained his balance within the coach and leaned out the window. "What's going on out there?" Kai's already abused cap mangled between his hands, what little color he had drained from his face, "Please tell me it isn't that radical group!" "It looks more like thieves.  Stay here and keep him safe,"  Ofir stepped out, closing the door behind him.  Kai watched out the window as the driver stepped down and joined his mentor.  With proud postures and hands hovering over their weapons, they faced the group of men. "What is the meaning of this?"