Chapter Eight
Epiphanies
With the Conclave scheduled for sundown, the army remained bivouacked where it was.
Out of simple decency and respect for the warrior lost, every attempt was being made to recover his remains. Unfortunately while living beings with sophisticated mental processes were easily detectable to a Seer, dead bodies were no more distinctive than rocks.
Sending trackers to follow a pride of lions to its den would be begging for more casualties. Sending a squad in to hunt and slaughter them in revenge would be even more pointless.
Another pride would just move in and claim the territory, and continue to do what lions do. A species planning the kidnap and murder of its own kind could hardly complain about suffering a little predation in return. Still the army stayed en
