Chapter 143 The War I

• Lucy’s POV
• I watched the ladies settle into their short naps, though “nap” was too generous a word for the restless shifting happening around me. It was already well past midnight when the meeting finally ended, leaving us with barely two hours to close our eyes. The night felt unnaturally heavy, as if the very air knew war was breathing down our necks.
• Our camps had been divided—male warriors on one side, female warriors on the other. A simple, practical arrangement that allowed us to change into our warfare gear without worrying about any unexpected encounters. The tents were dimly lit, shadows moving like restless ghosts along the fabric walls.