***Three months later***
"Hey, newbie! Bring us some beer!"
Sitting in a small circle around a campfire, Victor shouted at a random passing soldier. Even though they had absolutely no official authority over the private forces of the noble, just their authority as the better soldiers was enough to let them command absolute obedience in the camp.
Even if it was used mostly to push the former farmers turned soldiers around with mundane tasks like bringing something or cleaning the camp.
"So, what's the plan? Don't tell me that they want to simply throw us against the enemy and see what happens…"
Even though he could heat himself up with his own flames, Fen still preferred to extend his hands towards the fire. For some reason, being warmed up by the foreign energy, while less efficient, gave him the strange feeling of comfort.
