Kane grabbed his blade and ran for the cave entrance before the watcher finished his warning.
"How many," Kane shouted.
"Too many to count fast," the watcher yelled back. "More than yesterday. And Kane, they're moving different this time. Not spread out. All pushing straight for the cave mouth."
Cassius was already barking orders, tired fighters forcing themselves upright, grabbing weapons still stained from the day before. "Form up! Same positions as yesterday, but tighter!"
Marek's people moved fast too, spears ready despite exhaustion plain on every face.
Kane reached the cave mouth and looked out across the tree line. The Concord force stretched wide, more fighters than yesterday, and at the center, the First Voice walked forward alone, unarmed, hands open at his sides.
"He's not
