Daciano
Callum and Jeffrey's coming to consult me on the next step for us to take in battle does away with all thoughts concerning Rhea for the time being.
The battle has been stopped for the army to rest and recollect themselves before we go on the attack again, and there is the need for the instructions.
“We do the three pronged attack, and divide our remaining men into three groups. Callum takes the left wing, Jeffrey takes the right, and I hold the center position.”
“Do we attack?” Jeffrey asks, raising his head from the makeshift battle plans we've drawn in wet sand.
“No. That's why I need the both of you to be fast. I'll take a small group of the strongest men and chase after them, to allow the witches to think that we have lost a number and then delude themselves into thinking
