That evening the camp had changed from a peaceful quiet, with only a few children playing outside, into a flurry of activity.
Children were shaping axe heads, Boys were sparring with cestuses, Girls testing their flails. A group of young hunters were sharpening their daggers, while some others tested their maces on boulders. Some Mothers were showing their children how to use the sickle-sword, and the camps warriors were sharpening, and training, with their swords.
Void-Wind was sharpening a falx, made of Elephant Gwertz, a pink, sacred mineral of the Blighted-Ones.
Birch had rebuilt his staff as a spear, and was training with Lux, who used a trident.
At nightfall the Camp set guards and tried to sleep, though many instead waited impatiently for morning, and war.
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