~Fifty Three~
Siya felt a wave of dizziness washing her as soon as she reached the camp. She had bombed the offices, she had even killed some of the officers. But somehow, she didn't regret killing those royals. Was she turning barbaric? A thousand thoughts crossed her mind. The villagers were resting in a few camps they had built for the villagers while Siya and Sahib were standing out, guarding them from the very possible attack with a few more men and women. It was late night and everyone were tired from the war. This was a secret camp, Sahib had built a few months ago in the neighbouring village. Siya gripped the lathi in her hand as another wave of dizziness hit her. She suddenly felt nauseous. The urge to puke out everything in her gut, made her heart to beat loudly. Sahib was fast to hold her,
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