The Enemy Camp (3)

Erik held the map up for all to see. "Look at this," he said, finger tracing the intricate ink lines. "Every camp, patrol, and military position around here has been detailed."

Ava was the one who first spoke after the prolonged period of silence. The sight of her delicate arm being freshly bandaged caused Erik to feel a twinge of pain in his chest.

"So, they are planning something big against Liberty Watch," she stated after determining the meaning of the lines and symbols. It wasn't even a question because everybody could see it. The presence of the large circle that had been drawn around their village was unsettling.

Garrett peered intently at the map. He was still holding Emily's longsword, the polished metal reflecting the dim light of the underground shelter in which they were located.

His expression was grim, and his grip on the sword became even firmer. "Those bastards," he muttered.

Marcus moved closer to the group while casting a long shadow with his armored bulk.