Following Oswald's tracks, the group met the boy dozens of meters farther. "The colonel sent me to help you, and tire me a little since I can't find sleep." He said, half a smile on his face.
Tom was glad, it was his first night patrolling, he was cold and not ready to talk with the two other archers and their haughty personalities. Not being as good as them with a bow, he would've to listen to their quirky tips all night long.
Relieved from such a challenge, Tom assaulted his friends with his many discoveries about the camp's structure, his sudden casual talk with the man who's notoriety was stained with blood surprised the two archers.
"It's as it was on the battlefield, toward east, there's the archer section."
'Where I heard the resentful gossips.' Oswald thought.
