"I thought we agreed not to tell Kahil about being casual!" hissed Harry. "I couldn't help it!" whined Terrance. "I wanted to show off to your brother." The two had arrived at the enemy's location after quite some time, and nothing interesting had happened yet. Harry had taken the quietness as an opportunity to bring up what happened with Kahil back at the camp. "Don't be mad, Harry." "I'm not mad," Harry grumbled; she could feel herself becoming embarrassed. "I was just taken aback by it, is all." "Uh-huh," Terrance replied as he looked at the enemy base with a spyglass. The horses began to neigh and stir. Harry and Terrance both turned to look at their horses. They had tied them up the moment they had gotten off them. "I think they're hungry," Harry said. "Yeah, maybe," replied

