Jatany wall, Tartena, Iberitica peninsula, Afriki
Middle of the first month of 576
Geganio Fuso, consumed with guilt, watched from a small hill as those who lived near the wall rode their carriages carrying their belongings into the interior of Tartena.
The recent attack exposed their inability to defend the region, or so he believed, and that, forced many to leave behind what they knew. He clenched his fists. Ever since that night when Philipart had given him another chance, and when he had perhaps come close to having a noose around his neck, he had psyched himself up that he could not fail again.
"Mr. Geganio!," the voice of Najat bin Hakim, who climbed the hill to reach him, brought him out of his thoughts.