The sun dropped below the valley's rim. Shadows stretched across the camp where survivors had gathered to rest.
Fires burned in scattered clusters across the clearing. Reidar sat near one, watching the flames dance while his Spectral Knights stayed around.
The survivors spread out in groups. Some checked their equipment. Others talked in low voices, sharing stories about the various fights they had gone through. A few collapsed on the ground, as they were too exhausted to do anything except sleep.
Reidar was in front of a crackling fire. Lena and Jake were with him.
Lena was cleaning her daggers with a cloth. Jake was next to her, poking at the fire with a stick.
"Are you hungry?" Lena asked.
"I could eat something," Reidar said.
She pulled three chunks of monster meat from her inventory. The meat came from one of the Razorwing Skitterers they'd killed earlier.
