"We go forward," I said, looking around the command tent.
The ring of soldiers looked at me intently, many reflecting acceptance or trepidation. Most were familiar to me, but I knew many of the senior squad leaders by little more than face.
With the addition of the different branches, the command structure of the Last Light Company had been consolidated. Commander Bethiv stood at the head, with Jackal and Joel serving as secondary leadership with the assumed rank of Captain. Korra and I were outside the command structure, though not a single soldier dared to disobey us.
"I see," Bethiv said, nodding. "In that case, we'll break camp tomorrow and head toward Brithlite City. Jackal, Joel, see that your men are ready to move by dawn."
"Yes sir," the two captains said with a salute.
