Chapter One Hundred and Seven: The Right Side?

After convincing Baron that Daniel’s house was not worthy of our time, he leads me back out into the main section of the village, which looked in much better condition than it was when I left.

Four of the structures which had been torn down in the battle stood up, tarp over the top to keep the rain and wind out until the proper rebuilt could take place. Many of the wounded now sat on the fence still not out of the woods but looking much better, while the bodies of the fallen still lay in the same spot but to my relief, no more seemed to be added onto the pile.

“You guys have been busy.” I smiled once Baron and I came to a stop in front of our group, my hands on my hips so Baron couldn’t grasp my hand especially, with the amount of village people which now stood watching.

“It was an order from our Queen; we were to fulfil your order without hesitation.” Glasses spoke throwing down a pile of rope he had used to secure some of the outer walls of what I believe was the weapon she