Chapter 34 – The Allied Move
In twenty minutes, those ex-slaves went at it again. They'd drank water, and it had tasted better than they remembered water tasting. They'd eaten a small amount of hard bread, and the bread had seemed like a gift from the Gods, flavoured by the salt of victory.
They ate, but they were still hungry. Starving for that sensation. It was a wonder what victory could do to a beaten man. At once, it would both empower him, give him hope, but also make him more afraid. He dreaded to go back to where he was once before. So too was it true for these men. The fear, at first, surprised Oliver, as Ingolsol recognized the scent, but Claudia pointed the reason out to him, and he could see parallels of understanding to it in his own life.
"Expect much from them," Claudia said. "This is when a man fights the hardest."
