They had been arguing all night as to how to proceed. Titus and Miya had returned that morning with over a thousand troops loyal to Gaia. Alongside the rebels and Jade’s people, they had themselves an army, albeit a small one. Titus still was not convinced they could win a full out battle against the Emperor’s men. They could face down the Imperial Army on the battlefield and still be outnumbered four to one.
Granted, the odds had drastically improved, but Titus knew these men. He knew the officers leading them. He knew how they commanded and how the battle would play out. Every possible scenario ended poorly for this little mismatched ragtag band of freedom fighters. He sat in the back of the tent, eating his meal, listening to the leaders squabble over the best method of at
