"They had come into the fort under the guise of wanting to join Rivea," Heria said. "Once they were inside they turned and began to overwhelm us. We could not defend ourselves against them, we had to guide the refugees away." Heria stared at Ares, waiting for him to speak up.
"I'm very glad you did so," Ares said with a smile on his face. He was glad, for it seemed that Heria understood him and his ideals.
"We had given up the fort in exchange for the refugees," Heria said, "for that I am responsible."
Ares nodded and then looked out to the fort. "What happened to the soldiers that remained behind?"
"They are dead," Heria said as she looked over to the wall in the distance.
Ares followed her gaze and then raised his brow towards her before then walking out towards it as Heria walked beside him.
When Ares came to the wall and walked around it, he looked down at the path that had been dug in order to create the wall. Some parts of the area had been filled in.
