In another part of the camp, Gideon and Bartos went back to their respective tents. Bartos was in deep thought when Gideon suddenly barged inside his tent.
"Prince Ezekiel already had someone to prepare the tents for our cavalry's arrival," Gideon shrugged. "I insisted that it's not needed, but he's stubborn in saying that our men would need a comfortable place to rest in this camp."
He then chuckled, "Hah, I feel touched though. It's the first time we actually have a nice shelter like this before the battle. Truly, humans are indeed different from us."
"Of course, they are," Bartos scoffed. "They're weaker. And unlike us, their bodies can't withstand all kinds of weather."
