Psycological torture
"I am starting to get sick and tired of this…" Sigma muttered while he was slowly eating his stew. "Being nice and understanding doesn't suit me, I guess... I suppose I am more wild than I imagined."
"You should fill up your belly as much as possible and just ignore that," Shyona said. "As I told you, we stand out in all senses of the word."
Even if that was the case, Sigma had gotten used to moving and advancing through his enemies' territory while being quite stealthy. He also felt that working in any other way was beyond stupid. Still, he held himself back since it didn't look like those who were watching them had any intention of attacking them.
In the end, Sigma hurried up to fill his belly since, most likely, they would reach their destination tomorrow in the afternoon, and they would attack at night. They won't have many chances to rest in the meantime since they need to study the enemy's territory.