The Battle Strategies of the Verna - Part 2

He, as much as any, wanted to pave their way to victory. He didn't part from the main charge merely for the sake of it – he did it because he knew his men better than anyone else, and he knew they could carry more of a load than they were being assigned.

"HEAR THAT, MEN?" Oliver shouted. "THOSE VERNA ARE TRYING TO SNUFF OUR CHARGE OUT! IT SEEMS IT'S A PATRICK JOB TO KEEP THAT FIRE BURNING. BUT THAT IS WHAT WE DO, IS IT NOT? WHERE WE WALK, THE GROUND SCORCHES. WHERE WE BREATH, THE AIR SPARKLES AFLAME! EVEN THE BLOOD WE SPILL CATCHES THE SUNLIGHT AND BURSTS INTO A FIRE!"

He shouted even as he swung his sword. His words were tainted by the furious passion of combat. He was very much in the moment, his emotions were very much stirring. Ingolsol's excitement fed him, as did Claudia's. With both of them together, the young Captain's Command was enough to be overwhelming.