Allasaria woke up in the stomach of that whale.
How long had she been in here?
Kassandora back to her own camp, her thumb dancing along her fingertips as she took heavy breathes to calm herself down. Kavaa's camp was now in open celebration, the Clerics had brought drums and guitars out and song had descended over the red dirt. Kassandora took a breath. "Sokolowski, the men are free for today, it's an order, enjoy yourselves with the Clerics."
"Of course General!" The man said happily. After every battle, men would need some time to celebrate. They had not ventured in the Jungle, but she would let them bathe in her victory. That way, at least the fifty days weren't wasted time. At least she could cope with the fact it built camaraderie and morale.