C170 Smoke and Smoke There Was a Burning Wild Boar

On the other side of the Red Rabbit Ridge, the Southwest Army had searched the entire valley but hadn't seen a body, not even blood foam, and the ground was full of rocks, arrows, and mud, but last night they had thrown it so hard that it was quiet. It did not seem like someone had been here at all. The quieter it was, the more dangerous it was