The Shaman looked at Lucius fainting on the floor and sighed that it could not enjoy it more. These two days, it had released its anger and started to calm down. It was time to move and head back; this location was no longer safe.
Calling the guard, it asked him to carry Lucius back and tie him to the pole while he went outside to talk to its second in command.
Arriving at one of the elders' resting areas, it entered and found him resting. "Shriek," the Shaman asked, "The wagons should be here in one hour, correct?" It waited for a reply.
The elder turned his head and saw the Shaman, nodding in agreement that the wagons would arrive soon. With a thoughtful expression, he ordered the gathering of minerals and any valuable resources from the area. They were going to abandon this place and take back anything worth salvaging.
