92 Between the strong.

The day had passed with them gaining a considerable distance from the massive obelisk to where they couldn't even see it, it was easier travelling without the entire subjugation advance unit slowing them down.

While everyone helped set up camp for the night, Eris was in charge of cooking along with Bruce, and she stood absently for a few moments with a potato clutched in her grasp staring at Sol who was standing and doing nothing, at least that's what it looked like to her, but in reality he was keeping guard while they all hussled about to set up camp quickly while Arla cast a sensory barrier and an alarm barrier around them.

***Earlier that day***

Sol had dismounted his horse in something of a rage toward her, his feet slammed on the ground and he turned and grabbed the reins of her horse pulling her closer to himself and forcing the mount to kneel so he could stare at her face-to-face while he spoke to her.