Odtein

In the heart of the military camp, he was finishing the last of his preparations before he could finally rest. After days of relentless travel, the troops had managed to find a secluded, hard-to-reach area—perfect for taking refuge before the upcoming battle. The terrain was rugged, but it offered enough space for the soldiers to organize their gear and catch their breath in relative safety.

As he packed his belongings into the corner of his tent, the familiar rustling of fabric, the clink of metal and the general calm almost made him forget the tension of the last few days. But then, a faint noise from behind him broke his concentration. Instinctively, he turned, eyes narrowing as he scanned the shadows, alert for any sign of movement.