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The warriors were ready; it was already getting dark; it was time to attack; the camps had been brought down; and everyone was ready to move.

"I can't believe it, your sleeping; that's ill of you," Janssen yells at Lars.

Lars couldn't believe everything that happened was a dream; he was slightly happy that he wasn't dead after all. Lars was still worried about why he was so frightening in his dream and about the disbelief of not achieving success. He stood up and took his sword. He drank water from his water can.

"I wasn't sleeping; I just had a bad dream," Lars tells his dad.

"What's the dream all about?" Janssen asked.

"It was about going in with Ina, Martin, and Carl without getting a view of the inside territory; it sounds like suicide, and we all got killed in there," Lars said.

"I don't understand the fear; you literally wanted the attack to be first done between you, Ina, Martin, and Carl. I don't understand the dream; Erik and others opposed the plan, but you insisted on carry
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