Nighttime, the camp was rowdy soldiers filled their bellies with alcohol to make up for the lacking grain, for some reason grain never arrived from the tribe and they had to survive on the little they carried with them. Everyone was confident that Akata couldn't cross this line into their territory, no, one couldn’t say they were confident, it was more accurate to say the thought never even crossed their minds. They weren’t stupid or careless it was just that Akata would need at least a thousand army strong to cut the supply lines and it was impossible for that number to cross this camp without gaining attention, at least this was what normal men thought under normal circumstances. Unfortunately for them, the enemy wasn’t normal but they didn’t know this.
Calina was full of confidence whe
