It's not dawn yet, and the night is still dark, but the whole camp is not sleepy at all.
The blazing fire has gradually extinguished, leaving only residual smoke and dust in the air, and the smell of burning left by the battle in the night has not yet dissipated.
However, everyone seems to have been injected with new life, and everyone is in high spirits, with firm eyes, as if a ball of unextinguishable flame has been ignited in their hearts.
No one can really fall asleep.
They just closed their eyes for a while in a brief silence and exhaustion, and then opened them almost at the same time, smiled at each other, and encouraged each other.
"Let's go." It was Liora who stood up first, patted the dust off her body, and her voice was light but had unquestionable power.
"We are going to find our home," she said.
