Mamoon moved through the camp with purpose, her red latex suit still torn in places from the battle, exposing patches of her pale skin. Her cat ears twitched with every sound as she barked orders at the soldiers nearby.
"Search every tent! My daughter was here during the battle!" Her voice carried across the bloodied field where catkin warriors were regrouping.
The soldiers nodded quickly, scrambling to obey. But Mamoon noticed something odd—several of her warriors kept glancing toward the edge of camp where rabbit clan soldiers were retreating back to their posts.
The enemy forces moved slowly, exhausted, heading away from the shattered remains of their fortress.
"What are you staring at?" Mamoon snapped at one soldier. "Find Yuna!"
"Y-yes, Commander!" The woman saluted and hurried off.
