As the battle raged on the sandy shores, from his flagship all the way in the back, Lord Macht observed the amphibious attack with a gloomy look plastered on his, with brows wrinkled with a concerning frown.
His plan to intimidate the enemy into holing themselves in had clearly failed and so now, he could only try and bulldoze his way through with sheer mass.
And although they were making progress, he could not help but be frustrated at the crawling speed.
The chosen tactic naturally produced a lot of casualties, and although Lord Macht was not risk adverse, he certainly was also no butcher who liked to see his men get slaughtered.
He would not have pushed his men with such martinetness if there was another way or if things back at camp were not so dire.
However, they were and the man was determined to push through despite the bloody cost