The men had all decided it would be best to keep camp another night. The supply drop included the inoculations for each of them and a box of extra for the soldiers and civilians they were able to recover along the way.
Each of the soldiers received their shot without complaint. They were rookies, so it was easier to get them to follow procedure and line up to get it over with rather than bitch and moan about not liking needles.
Unfortunately, there was the unwelcome side effect of many of those same soldiers feeling worn down and uncomfortable after the shot.
Generally, keeping the same camp in an unknown territory where enemies had been spotted was never an option. But they had to take the risk.
Galen had barely slept for an hour when the attack had occurred.
They had been found by a roaming patrol of fae creatures. Among them was one of the mutated wolves that Caleb had warned him about.
