Hamilcar's Expedition 7

The two armies wrestled long and hard, their ferocity increasing tenfold by the second. Further and further pushing each other to more and more deranged extremes of slaughter. Turning the battlefield into a whirlpool of carnage, carelessly pulling in all who were near it before shredding them under the sheer pressure of it's relentless and unfeeling momentum.

But Hamilcar's experienced eyes saw far deeper than that. He knew that the current butchery was only the prelude of what was to come. Like a glass window submerged under water, it's only a matter of time before it succumbs to the mounting weight and shatters, and so was this battle. The ever rising levels of depravity were eventually going to rupture, and with it one side would fall.