Elian didn't make it all the way to the back of the tent.
He stopped at the flap, clutching the heavy canvas, peering out into the gathering dark. The command tent was situated on a slight rise just behind the Northern infantry line, keeping him safely within the 5-meter [WiFi Zone] of Cassian, who stood at the vanguard.
[Time Until Death: 80 Hours (Paused).]
The ground began to vibrate.
It started as a low hum in the soles of Elian's boots and quickly escalated into a rhythmic, terrifying earthquake. Three thousand armored horses charging through a narrow gorge sounded like the end of the world.
"Steady!" General Marcus's voice roared over the din, echoing off the canyon walls. "Hold the line! Wait for the wire!"
