Chapter 768: The Plan For Tomorrow
Chapter 767: The Plan For Tomorrow
13 Days To Go
Kevin’s expression shifted, his fingers drumming once against the edge of the table. "That’s the issue," he admitted. "The hour limitation is a problem. If the war drags on, our hidden warriors become useless, or worse—they become trapped beneath the snow with no way to escape if the battle shifts."
Brynhild tilted her head as she considered the problem. "Then how about we practice?" she suggested. "That would help us know if this plan could actually work well. We can check just how long the warriors would be able to stay beneath the snow and exactly how this would work in our favor during the war."
Orion nodded slowly, turning the idea over in his mind. "Can we try it tomorrow? It needs to be done as soon as possible. There’s no time to waste."
Kevin shook his head. "There’s training in the morning tomorrow. And some of the warriors scheduled for the next session are part of this group I mentioned."
"So?" Orion asked him.
"That training should not stop these warriors from being able to do this. After all, during the war, though they would be beneath the snow, there may come a time when perhaps they would have to join the fight fully. They need to be ready for both—the waiting and the fighting."
Caspian spoke up then. "Personally, I’d like it if we avoided that. These warriors should remain beneath the snow. That’s their purpose. If they have to join the fight, then something has gone wrong, and we must avoid that at all costs."
Brynhild nodded in agreement. "We should also be making sure that everyone is in good condition before the war. We should try to limit injuries and ailments as much as possible. Pressuring them this much could lead to injuries, which, honestly, I’m not willing to risk."
She paused, her voice firm.
"If at all possible, they should be exempted from the normal training and focus only on this—the sneak training, or whatever we end up calling it. Every warrior needs to be active, not exhausted, when the war comes."
Ronan nodded, his arms crossed over his chest. "I agree with you, sis," he said to her. Then he fixed his gaze on Orion.
"I know we need to be prepared, brother, but imagine going to war when half your body is bruised and you haven’t finished healing because you trained too much for a war, and at the end of the day, you can’t even fight said war properly."
Sophia added her voice to the agreement. "I agree too. We need everyone at their best, not broken before the battle even begins. We are already lacking in numbers compared to what the Enclave has, so an injured warrior is very sure to be a liability, and we can’t afford liabilities."
Orion sighed, the sound heavy with resignation. But there was no anger in it—only understanding. "I understand. We’ll adjust the schedule."
He turned to Kevin, his gaze steady. "You, me, and Caspian will be in charge of them. We must ensure they are ready."
Kevin nodded, his expression serious. "Understood."
"We’ll do it tomorrow morning, the same time the others are training." Then Orion paused. "Who are those training the warriors tomorrow?" he asked.
"Me," Brynhild said. "Caspian was supposed to join too, but..."
"I can sub in for him," Daniel said.
Brynhild nodded.
"Just you two?" Orion asked her with a frown.
"No, Garron is joining us, and Taylor," she said.
Orion nodded at that.
Then Caspian straightened slowly, his joints protesting the movement. "Is that all for today?" he asked, his voice carrying the weariness of a long day. He looked tired, the lines on his face deeper than usual.
Ronan shook his head. "There’s one more thing."
Orion raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
Ronan glanced at Sophia, then back at Orion. "Sophia, Brynhild, and I met with Mary and Oscar earlier. The device that Josiah had—well, long story short, the craftsmen are trying to see if perhaps it could be used to our advantage."
Orion’s interest piqued. "Tell me more."
Ronan gestured toward Sophia. "It’s not me you should be asking. It’s her. She’s the one who came up with the idea."
Orion immediately turned to her.
"We haven’t finalized it yet. But we had an idea. What if we could put herbs in the device? Fast-acting herbs that could help the warriors during the war," she told him.
"Herbs? The device uses poison, right?" he asked her.
"Yes, but what if instead of poison we used herbs? That’s the idea. A warrior gets injured, perhaps critically, and the first line of treatment comes from the herbs in the device before they meet a healer."
Orion was quiet for a moment, turning the idea over in his mind. Then a slow smile spread across his face.
"That’s another way of turning what should have been against us into something we can use," he said.
Gregory laughed loudly. "Exactly. We’re taking Victoria’s weapon and making it our own, all thanks to our Luna."
Caspian pushed himself up from his chair, his hand still pressed against his lower back. "For now, this is done. Perhaps before everything starts again, we’ll all meet up."
The others nodded in agreement.
One by one, they began to leave the council hall.
Ronan, Orion, Brynhild, and Sophia walked out together.
"Tomorrow is going to be one hectic day," Ronan said as he stretched his limbs.
"Orion," Brynhild called out.
"Yes?"
"Are you sure you would have time to train the others tomorrow? I thought perhaps you were going to work with Madam Tyler to get rid of what Victoria did to Sophia?" she asked.
Orion groaned at that. "I can do both, right?" he asked.
Just then Noctis spoke up.
*Don’t be a fool, Orion. You can’t do both. Just doing a little for Josiah made you exhausted for hours. Imagine just what would happen with Sophia.*
’So what do we do then?’ Orion asked him.
*Don’t stress yourself too much tomorrow. Use the time to rest. We will try to get rid of the black magic in Sophia the day after tomorrow. And also, Orion, for Sophia’s case, maybe we should use the shrine outside the pack.*
Something about Noctis’s tone made Orion frown.
’Why?’ he asked.
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