TRIAL BY FIRE
The rebel camp was a brutal environment, administered by quality and the immovable intuitive to outlive. There was no honor, no camaraderie—only the tireless interest of dominance. Those who may not keep up were left to perish, overlooked just like the remainders of a fizzled chase.
Lila caught on this the minute she ventured back into its heart.
The camp was a chaotic sprawl of improvised tents and rough covers, surrounded by towering trees that appeared to cage them within. The discuss was thick with the fragrance of moist soil and burning wood, but underneath it prowled the metallic tang of blood—fresh, strong, and ever-present.
Handfuls of eyes followed her each development, a few filled with open interest, others with daintily hidden threatening vibe. She was an untouchable, untested, and in a put where shortcoming likened to a passing sentence, she had everything to demonstrate.
She had scarcely set foot interior the camp some time recently Kane catching her, his e
