After making sure with just a slight sleight of words that no of the soldiers would bother helping with the creation of the boat, I took the liberty to pick some of the less wounded prisoners into what was going to be my building crew.
With the time flowing relentlessly, majority of the soldiers went back to their camp and started packing stuff with the intention of either going home or following the escaping enemies, leaving me with only four soldiers of escort, tasked with making sure I wouldn't escape with the prisoners.
Just this alone showed how little value did they put for those people, both prisoners and soldiers alike. They already knew that no one in their camp was even close to being capable of hurting me, which implied that I had some offensive means beyond their ability to contain as well! Yet despite that, they still left me to my own devices!
