An unusual chill roused Neveah from a fitful sleep, and she awakened with a quiet gasp. She sat up in her tent, glancing at the empty space beside her.
"Nightmare?" Jian asked, looking over worriedly.
He sat at his desk a short distance away where he'd spent the entire night scanning through a pile of scrolls containing scout reports and reports from the other front lines, particularly the dunes.
While the battle at the fodder grooves had tilted in the favor of the fourth squadron,
The battle at the dunes grew fiercer by the day and just a few days before, the dragons from Fort Inferno had sent in reinforcements. The reinforcements from North's end would arrive in another few days.
Kaideon had sent in constant reassurances. Their defence stood strong. Even so, Neveah could not help her growing concern.
She must have done a poor job of hiding it, because Jian had barely gotten any sleep, studying the map of the dunes.
