"You delegate. You let other people fight sometimes." She gestured around.
"You have hundreds of capable warriors. Use them."
"She's right," a new voice said.
I turned to see Marcus standing in the tent entrance.
"The controlled wolves?" I asked.
"All recovered. All free of Vesper's magic. Some of them are asking to see you. Want to apologize for attacking under compulsion."
"They don't need to apologize. They were victims."
"Try telling them that." Marcus moved closer.
"Luna, you saved them. All of them. They're alive and free because you wouldn't give the order to kill them."
"We lost people, though, didn't we?" I asked.
Twelve dead. Thirty-eight were injured. But considering we were facing three hundred controlled warriors,” he shook his head.
"Could've been much worse."
