A few moments later, Alpha had laid out a plan for them.
She did not waste time on dramatics. There was no grand speech, no attempt to rally hearts or sharpen resolve with hollow words.
She was a warrior speaking to warriors, and a warrior had but one motive.
Alpha knelt in the dirt between them, traced lines with the tip of her blade, and spoke in a voice as flat and precise as the strategy itself.
Instead of engaging, they were going to split into their squads and surround the village's north, west, and south exits, ignoring the east because of the canyon.
Next, once in position, they would watch and react…
After all, their initial goal had been to attrit their enemy — a slow bleeding of strength, morale and options.
Unfortunately, it seemed the villagers had at least managed to contain the fire to one area. But that also meant there were still materials to be gained even if they acted passively.
