As they snuck up on Zania's pack, they adhered to Jamba's plan. Bartholomew and Min splintered off to head to the north. Solomon and Liben went to the south and Jamba led Harlow, approaching from the west. Zania had made one foolish decision by positioning the camp on the eastern side of the lake, which had blocked any avenue of escape.
"On my signal, we will attack," Jamba said. "All you need to worry about is setting Asani free. Run directly to him, and do not look back. I will not let anyone harm a hair on your head."
"Wow, that's decent of you. All this time, I thought you only tolerated me for Asani's sake," Harlow quipped.
Jamba smirked as he gave her a side glance as he crouched behind a bush, then joked, "What can I say, Queen? You're the bratty little sister I never asked for.
