Cakara is in the field.
He has been doing physical training since four in the morning. He was forced to leave Ivory, curled up in his chest, to follow the entire series of training that he was required to undergo. Although reluctant, he was forced to do it. He didn't want to hear the barrage of scolding echoed by his fellow soldiers. Moreover, he will leave for the North … tonight.
He had yet to reveal his plan to save the captives to Ivory. His girlfriend is still determining if he and the team will leave tonight. He intended to tell Ivory this morning when she woke up. He didn't have the heart to reveal the plan last night when a desire that needed to be satisfied filled both of their hearts.
Cakara put the firearm on the table. He had been practicing shooting and archery for the last hour. His aim was not missed. Everything hit the mark. If it's related to the accuracy, then Cakara doesn't need to be doubted. He had years of training in all types of weapons.
