Chapter 26

Shota held his breath as the soldiers charged up the hill. A few brave birds joined him on his perch in a cedar tree, but most of the birds and animals had fled or taken shelter.

All of these, pike men by the huge pointed spears they carried, had the same banner flying from poles attached to their shoulders. They were leaving! Unless this next group no, they had the same banner. Shota squinted to read it. Names and crests were different from regular writing, which was hard enough. He made it out, but that didn't help. The banners bore the crest of a major family, but Shota didn't know which of the present combatants belonged to this clan group!

As the soldiers passed, Shota saw the troops' movement was a purposeful one. They were going somewhere, not just retreating. Shota allowed his anxiety to flow over him and off him, only to be replaced by a new one: what should they do next?