Kavaa watched the latest delivery arrive to Central Requisitions. It had transformed from a camp to a sprawling woodland fortress. Iniri had raised buildings for the men to sleep in and they all came with her touches. Branches and thick leaves gave plenty of shade. Stairs curled around trees to lead to higher levels. Great oaks served as a watchtowers and thick hedges marked out zones for everything. Arascus and Kassandora had both told her she could do whatever she wanted to as long as it followed Kassandora's basic design, and the Goddess of Nature had ran crazy with the idea.
And now, something primitive yet inventive came along. Something that had not seen the light of day since the days of the Great War. Four trucks had arrived and were being unloaded by men driving forklifts, tomorrow there'd be twenty.
Bombs.
