#Chapter 47: Rogue Leader

Evelyn It happened fast. One minute, it was the average morning around camp, and the next was chaos. I suppose that was the way of war, but still, it was enough to give me whiplash. I had been planning to meet with Scott in his office when the warhorn sounded and sent the entire camp into a frenzy. In an instant, I was swept away by the rush of people. I followed the crowd and was spilled out onto the battlefield by soldiers and medics alike. It had happened too quickly for anyone to scream a warning before the warhorn, so I had no concrete understanding of what was going on. Or maybe the screams had just been drowned in the sound of flesh tearing, bones crunching, and war cries rising like smoke into the air. Despite my confusion, I immediately sprang into action. I rushed into the chaos, letting it embrace me as I hurried to do what I did best: heal. One minute I was checking a soldier’s pulse, blood soaking through the bandage I’d only just applied. The next mom