They looked grubby as hell when they returned, and they’d lost five men. The posting took a full day, but fortunately, it didn’t take long for dehydration to set in. Three days without water entirely would kill the Great Bear and all his men, but the ship couldn’t be programmed to kill. So dirty water would weaken them, then the lights would go out, step two in the plan to diminish and demoralize the enemy. Her heart didn’t settle until she found Jael and Einar in the crowd, then she despised herself for feeling relieved. Attachments didn’t prosper in a place like this. “How many did you kill?” she asked, as they reached her. “Close to fifty,” the big man answered. “Good work.” “The last batch were ill,” Jael added. “It was mercy to put them down.” “Then the plan’s working.” It also meant she needed to set a permanent guard down there, as somebody else might be capable of duplicating Tam’s success. “That’s all for now. Go find some real food and get some rest.”
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