Syiera hugged her sister back, silent and calculating. She knew the risks of being out in the pitch blackness of the night, but she trusted the soldiers that they had brought with them to do what was necessary. They knew what to do in the dark, knew how to use the lights of the the various campfires to get toward their goal. One captain used hand signals that the older girl had been trained to understand, saying,<i>"Not much opposition. Stay cautious. Do what needs to be done."</i>She sighed and relaxed a bit, slipping into the shadows among the tents. She beckoned her sister toward her, signing back to the captain to watch their backs, and made her way toward the largest tent at the center of the camp, unknowingly walking into a trap.