Anassa hovered over the empty campsite. Once again the White Pantheon army had left before she got to them. Kassandora had good information, and men obviously had been here. She clicked her tongue and stepped to return to Zalewski's north-east army. Half a dozen miles were cleared in one step. Nothing again. This was like facing Leona.
In the distance, unseen by Anassa, was a pair of men with binoculars. They wrote down a message and sent it before burying themselves back under the desert sand. 'Anassa is growing irritated, Fortia's plan is working.'
