The forces were completely exhausted from the forest. They could only sit there and recover for another two hours. By the time, they moved from that spot it is actually afternoon.
Noah is still having a bad time with the failure of her grand preparation.
Sam couldn't take it anymore and ask.
"Just what is wrong with you. Just tell me what you planned, then I will think of a solution. You cannot be sulky just because your trap didn't work as well as you wanted it to be. You are acting like an immature little girl."
Noah just gave him a side-eyed glance and spoke.
"There is nothing wrong with the trap. It is his reaction that was at fault."
"Okay, what part of the reaction is at fault?"