The Start Of The End
Fifty-One: Clay
I haven’t seen some of these people since I left the Encampment. I’m happy that they have joined our side. They are not bad people, just people put in a bad situation. At least that is what Lyra tells me. Brian on the other hand is still leery of them as Andre is. They are worried about them double crossing us and I cannot blame them. However, I see the way they look at Lyra, as if she is their Queen and savior. I guess she kind of is. She is willing to die for them to have freedom. I won’t let that happen though. I will die for them but Lyra is my number one responsibility. Her and my unborn pup that she is carrying.
As we walk further into the Encampment, we start to hear sounds of battle. I can see the weary look in everyone’s eyes. I can feel it
