We have held out against the damned Wolves for three days. They’re more stubborn than we gave ‘em credit for, and we’re about out of water.
Our brothers won’t be back for a fortnight, and without water or food we won’t survive waiting for ‘em.
I told Zulak we should have rejoined the main caravan and now here we are, about to be another victory to grow the legend of the Iron Wolves.
