His sleep must have been deep and long because when he woke, the sun was already setting. The familiar smell of fresh blood overwhelmed his nose as he saw the whole fortress being dismantled and moved further into the lands won in today's battlefield exchange.
Still not wanting to stay with Kaelen and his crazy ideas, Rattan found a reason to help move the camp and contribute. He even worked alongside the mages to build the wall for the new fortress.
As usual, after the fortress was built, one of the sixth-tier mages appeared and erected a psychic barrier around it. Everyone held their breath, clutching their nightly rations, as they looked at the shimmering wall of energy. This was Rattan's first time witnessing the onset of a psychic attack; it was a truly weird and unsettling feeling, like waiting for a nightmare to unfold.
