Arya Dröttning, Queen of the Elves, Shadeslayer, Dragonkiller, and Rider of Fírnen:
“After her! She is the one I want!”
[…]
A cry tore from the elf’s lips as she saw her dead companions. She took a step toward them, then cursed her enemies and bounded into the forest.
[…]
The band of fire thickened, contracting the area around the Urgals had to search. Suddenly, the Shade heard shouts and a coarse scream. Through the trees he saw three of his charges fall in a pile, mortally wounded. He caught a glimpse of the elf running from the remaining Urgals.
She fled toward the craggy piece of granite at a tremendous speed. The Shade examined the ground twenty feet below, then jumped and landed nimbly in front of her. She skidded around and sped back to the trail. Black Urgal blood dripped from her sword, staining the pouch in her hand.
– Eragon, Prologue: Shade of Fear
