CHAPTER 16
Azaria stood at the edge of the balcony and stared out at over the plains below where the Neanderthal warriors spread out in all directions. However, something had changed for instead of the usual countless cooking fires and random groups, the enemy were assembling in long lines, three or more deep with their spears held vertically as if preparing for battle.
"Deon," she called. "Come and look."
Her companion arrived and looked grim as he studied the scene below. "Remember the last time, this happened?"
Azaria nodded. "They attacked the castle but our forcefield held them out."
"More than that. Their lines circled around with two lines on the outside and seven or eight in the middle. I commented at the time that they looked like the shape of a new moon back home."
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