The moment the boat reached the northern riverbank, Oric jumped out into the ankle-deep water and rushed ashore. The others quickly disembarked behind him, hauling the captives out as well. When everyone was on dry land, he issued his commands. “Right. Now, burn the boats and get the prisoners moving. We’ve got to make good progress today.” “These are good boats, boss,” said Bandor, examining one closer. “It’d be a shame to burn…” “Just do it, Bandor!” Oric snapped at him. “Do it and hurry up!” He strode briskly away toward the trees, not daring to look again at the opposite shoreline. His orders were carried out immediately, and a fire was made in the dry hull of one of the boats. With the help of a bundle of underbrush, they set the other two alight as well, and soon all three were t

