"We are going to storm the castle…" Mathew muttered as he rushed around to complete the few preparatory steps he needed before his plan could start. "If only it was that simple…"
Right now, Mathew's group needed the cores. It was the only factor that limited their ability to grow, be it their economy, forces, or the level of their settlements.
And while storming the castle was the end goal of Mathew's plans, the road to that goal would be long and arduous… and physically demanding at every step.
"Oh, Mathew!" one of the survivors whose name Mathew couldn't be bothered to remember jumped from their seat and greeted him.
"Yeah, it's me," Mathew replied before looking over the young man's arm to the room he was guarding.
Even in a tight group like theirs, there were some things that not everyone could have access to.
The cores Mathew could take care of himself by storing them in the merchant's storage. But weapons were a whole different story.
