Page 54 of Camriel
“I wonder why we don’t have a red tint to our eyes like they do,” Grace said in a pondering tone.
“It’s a sign of their allegiance to Chaos,” Amaros said.“Order chose to mark us in a different manner.”
“With the sword and wing tattoos?”Victoria guessed.
Amaros nodded and put his hand on the opposite shoulder to where Camriel’s mark was.“Each one is slightly different, but we all have one.”
“Amaros’ is different from ours to reflect his rank,” Cam said.
“What else did you notice about the soldiers?”Zoe asked.“Did you see one with reddish brown hair and a smug smirk?”
Victoria cast her mind back.“He was their commander,” she surmised.“He did all the talking and they listened like obedient minions.”
“That’s Rahab, Zoe’s pops,” Grace told her, hiking her thumb at her friend.
“Rahab is sly, vicious and a deadly fighter,” Amaros said.“We need to destroy him and wipe out all of his men in order to win this war.”
“Anarchy sent them all in to battle this time,” Camriel noted.“He’s never done that before.”
“Why not?”Zoe asked.
“To prolong the war,” Victoria figured.“He kept some troops in reserve and sent them in when their numbers became low, right?”
“Exactly,” Camriel said.His proud tone gave her a warm feeling inside.“You’ll be a find addition to our squad,” he added.
“Wait,” Grace said, holding up her hand.“You’re going to let Vic fight the soldiers with you?”Her tone was verging on being hurt.
“Victoria is a ruthless, experienced warrior,” Amaros pointed out.“How many people have you killed now?”he asked the newbie.
“I’ve lost count,” Victoria admitted.“Dozens, probably.”
Grace looked mulish.“Zoe and I have both killed people and you won’t let us fight.We can’t even go on recon missions with you to Manhattan.We have to stay here where it’s safe.”
“I’ll train you how to fight,” Vic offered.“Are you any good with weapons?”
“We’re pretty accurate with rocks, but we suck at shooting guns,” Zoe told her.
“I’ve never used a gun, but I’m good with a bow,” Victoria said.
“I bet you could hit the bullseye the first time you tried to shoot a gun,” Grace predicted in hero worship.
“We’ll set up a range somewhere more appropriate so we can all practice,” Amaros decided.
Vic lifted an eyebrow in enquiry.
“Zoe and I chose a really bad spot for target practice,” the teen said sheepishly.
“Some humans heard us and tried to attack us,” Zoe added.“We were forced to kill them all.”
“Then we rescued a bunch of women they’d been holding captive, after Amaros and Cam took them down,” Grace added.
“Where were they being kept prisoner?”Victoria asked, gut clenching at the ordeal the victims must have gone through.
“At the resort a few miles from here,” Cam said, gesturing further up the mountain.
“The same resort you stole all the furniture from?”Vic guessed.
“It’s been a treasure trove,” Zoe said.“We also grabbed all of the clothes from a nearby town for all the knights and cambions who’ll be moving in here eventually.”
