Serafall remained seated behind the desk in her office, reading the latest reports from the legions positioned along the borders. The maps before her were covered with small markings, each representing patrols, observation posts, and routes that had been attacked during the past few months. Natasha occupied the chair on the other side, a closed folder resting on her legs as she waited while the general compared the numbers.
"How are things along the borders?" Serafall asked without raising her eyes.
"Werewolf activity has decreased by approximately eighty percent," Natasha replied. "Patrols have stopped encountering groups crossing the forests, attacks on trade routes have ceased, and three camps under observation were abandoned during the past week."
Serafall turned to the next page.
"Did they take anything?"
"Weapons, provisions, and documents. They burned what they could not transport. The trackers found sealed tunnels and several traps left behind to delay any pursuit."
