---This chapter was written in Ellie's POV---
To define the day following Hamperlon's surprise attack was easy.
It was grey.
Right after the attack, we spent the night burying and burning the corpses of the fallen.
That alone dampened the mood, especially since the soldiers were starting to doubt our progress and our rate of advance was way below their expectations, especially with news of the North Army having already taken one fortress.
We also had to repair and replace the destroyed barracks and build new, more robust preparations in case of another attack.
While another attack didn't come that night, the damage had already been done.
Everyone was even more tired now, and the tiredness created this feeling of anger that filled the camp. It felt like anything could cause them to explode at one another.
