With three out of four parasites wiped out, the camp had been further divided into three blocks instead of two. The third new one was for those that had been cured, to make it easier to check on their conditions in case the treatments had short term side effects.

The second block now consisted only by a few tents, allowing the security to be further increased, since the second one was low maintenance. The survivors were in high spirits, finally free to get out of their beds, pain was no longer a big part of their days.

After Garith’s death, Lith was urgently summoned in Varegrave’s tent. Based on what Kilian had told him, Garith was one of Kandria’s great powers. Killing him like that, in front of witnesses after a small provocation, could have been a mistake.

But it was one Lith would be happy to repeat, if necessity arose. He had never liked Garith Senti, and the fact that he had been willing to assault the only one that could cure him, was a testament of how dangerous he was.

Lith had never left an enemy alive, it would mean to give him the possibility to bite his back. Thanks to his mask and uniform, only two people in the whole camp knew his identity.

Even if the guards took a bribe and told Kandria’s mercenary guild what had happened to their leader, they wouldn’t know where to look. The only problem was Varegrave, being a sucker for rules, he probably wanted to reprimand him.

Lith wasn’t worried, though, he was playing a much bigger role in the crisis than everyone would have expected, even him. If push came to the shove, he could simply ask to add a full pardon to his reward.