Rastaban walked at the head of the first column of men, Khouri and Rhajj flanking him as faithful lieutenants. The march to the Steppes was mostly an exercise in discipline, in keeping the men in line, teaching the captains and lieutenants how to communicate down lines. This army was bigger than any Rami had commanded, nearly a thousand men, and Rastaban felt relief flood his limbs when the tall, waving grass of the steppes blurred the horizon. Once central camp was established, they could begin party raids from there.
He didn’t hear the men scream until it was too late.
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