We went at it for hours, coming up with a plan to fight off the coming attack. The first scouts returned half an hour ago, and we finally knew from which way they were coming.
“Here,” I pointed to the wide-open field outside our borders.
“That could work,” Garret muttered.
We didn’t want to fight them inside our borders, fearing innocent lives would be lost. We had to bring the fight to them, meeting them halfway and killing them all.
“We are not taking any hostages. We are taking them all down,” I growled. This time, I wouldn’t play it safe. This time, I would rip their heads clean off and place them around the forest as a warning to whoever dared to come at us next.
“Is Eric still with Wyatt?” Jackson asked. After he went to the elders and returned empty-handed, we locked him up
