Sloan's heart dropped at the news. “Yes. We saw Samson and Wild Bill chatting together like they were old friends.” Forka's anger was plain to hear. “Are the Jhinn lost?” Brad asked, afraid to hear the answer. “Of course they aren't lost!” Forka snapped. “In fact, the enemy's overconfidence will help us.” Forka told the others about the condition of the camp. Those from Volgon and Earth nodded their heads, while those from Astra looked confused. “How can their camp being in disarray help us? That won't lessen the number of men they have,” Jon said. “If the enemy is not prepared for a fight, and if they are in a state of confusion, it will only make our job easier,” Moylir said. “We can set fire to the wagons, spook the horses, surround their camp. They have no guards to speak of so we should be able to sneak in close,” Brad explained. He was trying to focus on the coming fight, but he found himself distracted by the sweet scent of the girl standing next to him.
