Redsand Canyon Time Is A Tool

it was about as bad as they expected. they didn’t need to know the details on numbers to know the saints were outnumbered either way – four packs was more than too many for one to take on. and there might yet be others. picking them off – also not an option. they weren’t naive enough to think their allies wouldn’t found out. which put them directly between a rock and a hard place.

at least he could acknowledge that bringing all their numbers to bear at this stage would be driven by nothing but arrogant pride. “the canyon is better for us than the forest. tell me this. just how mad did you make them?” or nemisis. but they wouldn’t prod that into the light of day just yet. “and how many wolves did they bring to drive you out?”