The Retreat
A part of me thought that Garm might actually retaliate against me and Azuma because of his imminent defeat, but the man didn't rise to the title of great general by being careless with his soldiers.
Even if he stuck around to try and defeat my unit, Edo's unit had already broken his back, and without him leading the charge, they would get wiped out.
He gambled. He lost. Now, he was willing to move on. If nothing else, I could respect that about him.
"It seems playtime is over, boy…" Garm reached a hand forward, and like Azuma's spear, his greatsword flew back to him. "Tell my niece she's won this round… but this victory will cost her dearly."
Just like that, Garm sheathed his greatsword and walked away from us. I would watch his retreating back up until the Black Rider arrived with an extra mount for him to ride on. She gave me one steely-eyed glare, but like Garm, she didn't attack me anymore either.