A handful of seconds later, the strength finally left him, and he fell to the floor.
Jorah could not help himself. He raised his spear and bellowed.
"VICTORRRYYY!" He cried.
Kaya joined in the shout with a raised fist. Firyr and Karesh soon echoed it, as did the rest of the slaves under command. Their energy was once more reignited, and they pushed back at the enemy even harder.
The only one who didn't join in the cry was Nila. From her, there was only a wry smile.
Chapter 43 – The Scent of the End
"Hear their cries, Talon?" Oliver said. He'd heard Jorah's bellow clear as day, and he could see that on the right flank, the same overhaul was beginning to take effect. With the death of Oomly, the strong were freed up, and they bit into the Macalister soldiers with vengeance, finally able to fulfil the mission that they'd been assigned from the start.