81 LXXIX: Half Bloods

"Just a few turns and we'll be right in front of the camp." Aeia stopped beneath a tree where the path took a sudden turn, disappearing through the thickness of the foliage.

"Then why are we stopping?" The clueless Mava, asked, hiding behind Dega.

Aeia didn't bother to answer the younger woman, turning her attention to her cousin, "Narri, how many men were here when you left?"

"There were about fifteen men," Narri answered while tinkering with her Primian Gauntlet, "They were the ones who deliver food to the excavation."

A visible change surfaced on Aeia's face. If the men in the camp were just cooks and errand boys, they wouldn't be able to make a strong resistance against the battle hardened Lizardmen.

Seeing the situation, Kzel went ahead of Aeia, "So we need to look first before we jump. I'll take point while Narri watch our back."

"And who are you to give us orders?" Narri pointed a menacing finger at the Rzir's back.