Once the fire had gone past the point of no return, I left the tent.
“I wonder, should I go ahead and burn some tents too?” Pat mused
Some of the tents have people inside them, as I pass by one, I splash oil then light it.
Somehow, nobody noticed anything, until they saw the smoke and piled out.
Of the soldiers running around in an attempt to fight the fire, one recognized
“Oh no, is that the guy who took out the bandit group?” One man whispered
This soldier had previously been a bandit, but escaped into the forest while
Patrick was cleaning up the highway. He escaped to the Westin territory, where
he was hired as a soldier, and then found himself here.
“I’m not getting in the way of that grim reaper! I’m escaping this place, no way
I’ll survive sticking around here.” One man mutters
That man ran towards the border with all possible speed.