"Time to move," Salka announced after all movement ceased and the squad rolled out. Sagiri felt like he was a four-year-old walking among teenagers. He was struggling to keep up with them, even just walking along the corridors within the central pentagon. He felt like he was running while the four were merely striding.
It was going to be a rough couple of hours or night.
They took the same carriage they had taken when they were escorting him to the Galka War Academy, or it was just one of the many that looked the same. They pulled further north outside the main gate, but went mid-westwards before going north. Further north. Galka war academy was already far north of the northern tribes, and so by going northwards, it meant the problem must have originated from further north.
