Our path as directed by Reuben guided us away from the plain for the morning hours. When we crossed back over the ridge the main body of the army of the North filled the plain. We took the main concentration centered on the side towards us to be the headquarters.
I asked Elijah if we were going to curse them per the wishes of the Supreme Commander.
He replied, “No. They are already cursed.”
With that Reuben hastened our pace to put some distance between us and them.
As they disappeared in our rear view, I could not help but wonder what our adversaries looked like up close. Were they the bloodthirsty barbarians of every report we had ever heard?