***Lone Forest, seven miles east from the Warcamp, Campsite of Generian Forces***
"Leader, their army is advancing into the desert," one of the warriors reported directly to Ation. His rugged clothing and scars wounds covering every inch of his exposed skin proved just how difficult reaching the hidden camp of theirs was.
"Good job, soldier," Ation replied, using the fancy new world that those other tribes they allied with liked to use instead of warriors. "Now, go get some rest while you still can. We might be advancing soon," he said before turning his head to his direct subordinates.
"What do you think about this, guys?" Ation asked, moving his eyes back to the warcamp hidden right beyond the horizon. "Should we attack right away?"
