myles steps down from the hill top. Sliding into the Mangkwan camp, already swarmed by warriors. Knifes against him as Guest Stepped out, hips swaying tail flicking ‘ahh..Guest, ive come to give u gifts…offerings..,i wish to join you Guest..ill make u strong, unstoppable…let me make fire’ as Myles spoke, a container dropped from a helicopter above them, guns and flames throwers falling out, all the warriors picked at them yelling and screaming in amazement. As Guest Creeped closer grabbed Myles by his hand, gently pulling him into Guest’s tent almost, closing the curtain behind, ans winking up at the helicopter. It was big. The biggest tent like thing, made of burnt wood and wool, and twine. A fire and cauldron in the middle. A makeshift bed, and shelves filled with bowls and herbs. Guest Pushed down myles on the bed ‘i could help u…win this war…or…could help you with other difficulties…?’