Nymeria was standing right outside the space house. She looked around as she took a deep breath. The mountain air and cold hit her chest and it felt good.
This was her first time stepping out after her injury.
Her body was still a little sore if she moved too fast, but thanks to the green herbal medicine Lyra kept forcing her to drink, her healing was fast.
She could walk on her own feet now, even though she was still not allowed to do any heavy lifting or do any training.
Around her, everyone was busy getting ready to leave. They were heading to the regional military base—one of the main bases holding the line in the North.
Gideon walked into the middle of the yard and unfolded a big map and then placed it on top of a flat wooden box. He pointed his finger at the map as hw traced a line along the lower trails.
