Wes’s POV
The pace picks up as the scenters trail the scent, the large group deadly silent as we make our way through the forest.
Then it comes into view. A place I had no idea existed but from the size of it should have.
A camp. A camp with hundreds if not thousand of tents. The encampment so close to our home, yet far away enough for the smoke not to catch on the winds.
Archer sneaks a victorious smile at me before heading forth to speak with his warriors as mine close in around me.
We’re here. We’re actually here but the relief is quickly squelched with focus moving onto the next task.
Battle.
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Silence passes between us as we each survey the lands before us.
Guards posted at every entrance, a larger almost regal tent in the middle of
