Maisara looked over her reports. Sudden attacks in the north. Several at the same time. And Olonia was using her eagle now. She was attacking during the day and the night, sometimes her forces would engage before she even got there. This past week, Lubska's "Army" had been moving lethargically. And now, it was moving as if it was frantically running out of time.
Something had changed, these frantic moves had the stink of Kassandora on them.
