“Sorry, I got waylaid.” Genii handed over a bottle of something to Jet and slid down the wall to sit down next to him.
Outside the cave Bellah was speaking with Ox and a group of his warriors. They’d completely cleared the campsite now, you’d never have known it was there, except for Jet’s gouges through the landscape and a few scorch marks.
“Help yourself” Ox dropped a big wooden chest on the ground with a thud. It was filled with discarded Aamami weapons that the Vardo had collected from the battlefield. There were even a few glass baubles in there.
Bellah crouched and began to take a look.
Gemma was by the falls washing her hands and face in the pool.
Gorn was still avoiding and ignoring Ulfson. Seemed like he didn’t want to get in his crate and leave with the Vardo.