The risk of fire had stopped. Ceased in its tracks. But not because their commander. That foolish and arrogant boy had died.
But because they had to retreat on the orders of their superiors. On piper who were not informed of the real purpose. They bit their wounds. Making them bleed even more than they already had.
Before licking them even further.
It was here that I found myself. I was not a soldier of their place. But a citizen of the city that Angela had created. But why were they retreating this way.
After that whole debacle with Inari, what we would refer to as the overlord of that area. Now they were retreating into he opposite direction. Straight towards our village.
We could not defeat them. And if they found us we would not be given mercy. For we had assisted Inari, even if they didn't know.
From what I had seen of the acting commanders they didn't care for causalties, merely for the fact that their own could retreat.
So…
