The situation here surpassed my thoughts. Tell me the situation, I order you," gritted the Duke as he glared at Commander Lancelot.
The gruntings and hurlings of his injured knights were audibly loud from the background.
"Your Grace, neither do I expected things to escalate this fast," he— Commander Lancelot replied to the Duke. Exaggeratedly, swallowing the lump in his throat with his clenched fist and brooding expression on his face.
"Have you not been stupid to leave your Queen in a land with invaders, had you not been stupid to leave your men surrounded and outnumbered in a land that was not familiar to yours. You may have carried out the order your Queen had told you! But look what has happened! Your absence might have been the downfall of your knights!" shouted Duke Conan Arvendon with a wavering voice.