An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Dustin was awakened by footsteps outside the tent at the break of dawn. He quickly turned around to get up and was watchful.

Soon, he heard Osley speaking. “Ms. Linsor, something bad happened!” Instead of barging into the tent, Osley stood outside to report the incident to Grace.

“W-What?” Grace slowly opened her eyes when she heard the commotion. She slipped out of the sleeping bag and slipped into her jacket.

She then asked, “What happened, Mr. Will?”

“When I was doing my routine check, I saw a lot of desert rats around our camp. I followed their trail and realized that the rats had destroyed our supplies!” Osley replied anxiously.

“What?” Grace’s expression instantly became serious when she heard that.

She quickly walked out of her tent and questioned in a serious tone, “Didn’t I arrange for someone to stand guard through the night? How did the desert rats get to our supplies?”

have no idea as well. It was already too late when

go have a look!” Grace didn’t say much as she immediately walked toward

all the supplies needed for survival and hired a caravan of camels to transport the

even ensured that people were standing guard. She had no idea that she would wake up to

supply storage tent, she saw thousands

chasing away the desert rats. Nevertheless,

and careful. It was very rare to see them invading the

addition to the sheer number of desert rats, their frenzied and continuous invasion

half of the supplies she brought for the journey.

angrily. When they

and knives hacking, one after another, the desert

breaking up and running