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the kindest and most full-hearted people I ever got to know. He put his life on the line for us and I will be forever grateful.”
    A moment of silence was given for Reed. The echoes of the wind within the confines of the north bend was all that could be heard.
    “We lost three more soldiers yesterday. They fought for our purpose and paid the ultimate price. For that I am eternally grateful. I did not know them personally, but I hold them in the highest regard. I know they put their hearts on the line for us. They listened to my command and were a vital part of saving more innocent lives from being lost. Three Reza, two young men, and one older woman. Jack Klint, Zachary Telcham, and Victoria Belmont. Let us bow our heads and give our fallen a moment of silence.”
    The dead deserved to be given a ceremony for the life they lived and to be properly buried. Jeffrey had known he would have to do such of a thing when the war finally came. He did not expect to be doing it because of hungry detath.
    The bodies were buried under the ground six feet deep. An array of intricate and beautiful rocks were collected and placed upon each grave to represent and mark the grave.
    The demoralized king’s men gathered around. They placed their arms on each other’s backs and formed a huddle.
    “Reed would want us to move forward,” said Jeffrey. “We have to do what’s best for the camp. We have to start and end this war on our terms.”
    “Agreed,” said Dani.
    “Agreed,” said the rest of the king’s men.
    “The six will die in the name of Reed Cambell. The six will be stopped in the name of all of those who have been tormented by their rule. This is only the beginning of their torment and look at how many lives they have destroyed. We will end it all when the time is right.”
    “Agreed,” said the king’s men in unison.
    “Andrew and Thomas will leave for Terrel early in the morning,” said Jeffrey. “We have no time to wait for Nick. They journey will be long, but I believe in the cause. I only hope that Lord Senvot will be equally as gracious.”
    Rain started coming down upon the camp. It started with a few drops that quickly turned into a storm’s worth of water.
    “Get all the firewood under the rock overhead,” said Jeffrey. “It looks like it’s going to be a long night.”
    As night fell the thousands were huddled in tightly together. Several fires were kept alive despite the few specks of rain that made it past the cover of the giant boulder, thanks to the courteous effects of the wind.
    Cold, damp, and hungry. The camp would see much more of the same types of nights as winter’s full fury came upon them in a few weeks time, unless their situation changed for the better.

CHAPTER THREE
    Rain pummeled Nick’s face. He rode on top of the white dragon in search of his camp. The downpour made visibility very poor. He could only see the outline of the mountain they rode towards while his eyes faced an onslaught of water.
    Riding in the rain is not something I’d like to get used to. Why can’t the weather be on my side for once?
    As he approached the mountain, he set his eyes downward to look at the formation of the forest. He looked left, then right. From the bottom to the top. He searched for it, then he finally found it: the point of the forest. The very top of the forest where he learned his final power. The part where the forest stopped and the north bend began. That was where his home was.
    “Kez,” said Nick, directing the dragon to fly right.
    He straightened out the dragon’s course and before he knew it he was at the edge of the north bend. Rain and wind bounced off the white dragon’s scales. Its wings made a loud swishing sound as Nick directed the dragon to land. He had made it back safely.
    Nick heard shouting and screaming as he descended towards camp on top of the white dragon. Its wingspan did not fit between the walls of the north bend so it had to descend length wise; north to