The man, who she learned was named Jared, retrieved two guns for them to use until they could make it to a larger group of guards.

“I’m not very good with these things,” Cameron whispered as she kept her eyes on the horizon. 
“Don’t sweat it,” Jared replied. “If you see someone with a bow and arrow, shoot ‘em.” 
She nodded and wiped the beads of sweat forming on her head with her arm.

They were crouched down on a small wall that lined a short building near the perimeter of the camp; Jared’s rifle stuck out over it while Cameron sat on the ground watching their backs. 

“I think it’s time we move,” he mumbled. “I’m hearing most of the action coming from the south. We aren’t doing much being this far north.” 
“Okay,” she agreed, and without either of them breaking their sight from their designated landscape, she grabbed his hand and stood up.
“Follow me,” he signaled with a hand as they began to run in a crouched position, bobbing and weaving through the town. He finally put his back against a wall which Cameron mimicked. 

“We need to get to the armory, then the entrance. We’ll get you some knives,” he smirked as his head swiveled to scan the horizon. 
“How did you know?” she asked.
“There’s been a lot of chatter about you since you’ve arrived here. Let’s go.”

Again, they quickly dashed towards the armory to see two people going through their inventory. 
“Hey, Gerel,” Jared greeted in a hushed tone. “I need some more ammo for this rifle here. And for the lady, knives. Whatever you got.” 
The man went to work as he bustled around the small room collecting what was requested. 
“Here, Jared.” He provided him with the ammo, then looked to Cameron. “We have three knives, good for throwing. Be careful, though, they – “ 

Cameron didn’t wait for his warning; one was immediately strapped on her thigh, one in her boot, and the other now in her hand. “Thank you.”  
“Yes, yes, of course,” the meek man nodded. 
“You ready, Cameron?” Jared asked.
She smiled. “Yes.” 
They both took a deep breathe before exiting the building to see a group holding the entrance. That was there destination. 

“Shit, look!” Cameron pointed as she saw a group of savages beginning to scale down a wall to the east, not far from her and Jared’s position. 
“Detour!” Jared yelled light-heartedly as he began running towards it while he fired with precision at the assailants. A few dropped to the ground lifelessly while others readied their bows. 
[b]”Zzzzzing”[/b] One whipped pasted Cameron’s head, causing a small shriek from her. She began to run behind Jared before an arrow flew by her again, this time from behind them. She turned her body and ran towards the man as he readied his next arrow. After lunging at him, she sunk the knife into his neck and used a boot to hold his body down while she pulled it out. 

The man grabbed his throat as blood began to bubble in his mouth. She couldn’t watch, so she turned away and began to run towards Jared when she saw him sink to his knees. 

“No!” Cameron sprinted towards him to see an arrow sticking out of his chest. “Jesus, Jared. I’m so sorry.” 
He was smiling yet struggling to keep his eyes open. “Don’t sweat it, kid.”
This made Cameron laugh, as he only looked to be a few years older than her. 
“I’m not scared to die. Go tell the others at the gate about the east wall. Don’t try to fight ‘em here alone.” 
She nodded as she felt tears welling up in her eyes. “Okay, okay.”

Cameron began to spring towards the group to see Justin with the others. “Justin!” she shouted as she slowed her pace as to not run into them. “Jared’s hit,” she was breathing heavily. “They’re coming over the wall on the east. Fast.”