As we stepped off of the train, I noticed that we were right next to several other workers bustling about. It looked like they were unloading the materials the train had shipped to the forts. many of the soldiers who had traveled with us were stretching and taking breaks. We had stopped right next to one of the forts. I frowned.
"Why did we stop here? I can see that the train tracks still go on for a while," I asked, as we joined the soldiers.
"I heard that the Zelyrian abominations blew up the tracks again," said one of the nearest soldiers. "Real pain in the neck. ans we need to take so supplies walk the rest of the way. Should be a one hour march."
Worldstriders blowing up the train tracks was a variable I hadn't anticipated.
"Are we going to carry over all of the supplies by ourselves?" I looked at the train carriages. There was far more luggage than we could carry, even if we took several trips.
The soldier snorted. "We're not going to carry over all of the supplies. We're going to carry over weapons and dicine. We're also going to carry over ssages to coordinate the reconstruction of the railroad. I'm sure it'll get blown up again sooner or later, but..." the soldier shrugged. "Better to have it sotis repaired than never repaired, I guess. You should take the opportunity to stretch and get ready. Commander said that we're leaving in fifteen minutes."
I glanced at Anise and Felix, who both looked exhausted at the thought of a one-hour jog. I sighed.
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