The rest of the day was used to set up the trees. They hacked them with their swords and then freed them of branches before they tried to cut them up and then joined them with thin logs to make the wall.
Azaroth waited until it was almost dark out and the sun was dying for the day before he gestured at Catena. "Why don't you just use your technique to make a wall?"
Catena, who was also helping with the trees, froze. He looked up at him with bright eyes and accused, "Why didn't you remind me of this earlier?"
Azaroth shrugged. "This is also a way for the warriors to pass the rest of the day. Besides, you have cleared the trees several feet back, which is good for this camp."
Catena growled and muttered something about Azaroth and his behavior. Stallus also sighed and face-palmed herself for not thinking about it earlier. She changed her orders, though. "Don't throw the cut trees away. At least not all of them. Store some inside and we'll find a use for them."
