Cam came running into the village square. "Everyone is ordered by the general to retreat to the mountains!" he called out.
Murmurings ran all throughout the small village until everyone there had heard the news. A crowd gathered around the boy as he took huge gulps of air. He had been running for a while and his face was red. I pushed my way through the crowd. "Here," I said as I offered him a drink from my water-bottle, "have a drink."
Cam took the bottle gratefully and took several swallows before handing it back. "Who does he think he is to order us out of our homes! We will stay and fight!" came a voice from the crowd.
"If you stay the you will die!" the boy called out in answer.
"Then we will die fighting!" the same voice called out.