"You have until sunrise to take the scroll" Hopper says to all of us surrounding Leak, who stands with the setting sun behind her.
Her pole is no longer just a pole but a bringer of acute pain.
"Start at the whi-".
"I'll take it from here" Pookie says, walking from the opposite end of the camp.
The others raise an eyebrow, but I have a budding feeling.
A feeling that tells me to run.
"Good luck" Leak chuckles evilly and tosses the older man the scroll.
Eight recruits keep their eyes on Pookie as he ties the scroll next to his large thick wand.
'He wants us to take the wand' I think, realization dawning on a few others as well.
Jarkar is nowhere to be seen, having walked towards the gates with all his stuff in a leather pouch and red ring.
"Start at the whistle" Hopper doesn't blow the whistle right away.
He waits for everyone to get new weapons out, they were trying to avoid their stuff getting stolen by Leak.
