Legend of the Holy Sentinels: Night Hunters

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE - GROWING POPULARITY

"Thirty days exactly right at this very minute and not one word is heard from Prodea?"

"Yes, Master. It's 'bin a troublin' tot'. Where is she?"

Yiv raised her eyes to witness the waning gibbous moon almost winking at her, as if trying her best to move past those swinging leaves to reach Yiv's bothered mind, almost wanting to help her formulate some idea as to what is really happening in Nagozul. The shallow forest east of the Nilad Plains did very little in hiding her, together with her two most loyal apprentices, from spying eyes but it did not concern them one bit. Curfews are in effect due to the ruckus her brothers are creating so not one soul can be seen wandering off in the middle of the night to disrupt their meet.

"No need to kneel, Kudos, Madj," she said finally lifting her hands as if inviting them to join in with her in her thoughts. "No need to be so formal. We're meeting as close friends. Besides, I will not be needing your services at the moment."

"The kids have now stopped their assaults on the fortresses in Nagozul," Madj said. "I don't know if that helps?"

"How many fortresses have they been destroying?"

"They have been hitting fortresses burning their weapons cache and causing fires to their supply, master. They've crippled eight fortresses now including their initial strike on the Cotton Village now known as the Seventh Fortress. I think that's why Prodea has spread her forces around Nagozul evenly this time but that particular tactic doesn't make any sense. She's getting harder to read..."

"Yes. I concur... That is odd. I do not know now what she'll do. She's dumbing down her strategies. Maybe there's some sort of play here..."

"If Prodea is 'dat smart, she could've anticipated 'd next fort before 'yer bro'ders can get too close. She's spreadin' her forces like she's on 'd defensive side invitin' 'dem to attack her even more. I don't get her too..."

"You're supplying my brothers with inside information from our spies, correct?"

"Yes, Master. 'Dey met as 'lil resistans as possible. "Deyr assolt on 'd First Fortress, the Fletchur's, is 'd most dangerous assolt 'deyv encountered so far. 'D eight' fort even surrendered wi'dowt a fight becos 'deyr too afraid to engage 'em."

"What do you expect? They're all Casters there training as battlefield medics."

"Hah! True. 'Dat's 'd only village 'dey left wid'awt burnin' 'deyr supplies. 'Dey did break the walls 'doe."

"And have they replied on the most recent target?"

"No, Master."

"I think they are all cooped up at the New Weaver's Village," added Madj.

"New Weaver's Village?"

"Yes, master. The old village that has been leveled to the ground has been established once more by the returning villagers."

"Why haven't I been informed of such development?"

The two looked at each other never wanting to say another word out of fear of Yiv's frightening reprisal. Each one thought the other one sent the information and is now only realizing that they both haven't.

"No matter," she continued giving the two sighs of relief but still confused at her lenient behavior today. "It's a good thing it only took me a month to finish my mission on Yagisiv Haya. I swear, I won't go in that torturous place anymore even if Mama pleads."

The two smiled awkwardly not knowing what to say. Something happened to her on her way back but they didn't try and pry it from her. This is better than the usual.