A Female's Job

Shadows moved throughout Alliance camp all night as fires lit up the encampment. Soldiers urged each other to drink plenty. Female bodies moved swayed from side to side, dancing to the rhythm of the drums. While others snuck here and there within the clans tents.

All the clan leaders knew that once they get through the city's gates tomorrow and kill Lord Mano's men, the alliance they set up will fall apart in seconds. When that time comes it's every clan for themselves.

Bigger clans, like Lord Vesstan's, had place spies among their allies' factions. They each weren't taking any chances of losing the chance to act the comes. Their clan had to claim all the rewards.

The smiles on these clan leaders' faces wasn't just for the celebration tonight, it was for all the traps they had set up for each other.