Shimshon could only watch as two more darts flew. In seconds, he was also fast asleep, swinging silently above the forest ground
Shimshon felt the blood rushing to his face. He struggled to free himself as Baruch and Jorin swung on either side of him.
“Baruch! Any luck?”
“No! I can’t untie this knot! You?”
“Same… Jorin?”
“Freed.”
Jorin slipped off the knot and let out a yell as he plummeted back down to the earth. He landed on the ground with a loud thud.
“Ouch…”
“You all right?”
“Yes. Now let’s get you both down from there.”
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