Victory's Skeletons - Part 9

"Rofus, bring your squad forward. Cut them with a cage," Cormrant said calmly. Even with the right flank as breached as it was, that didn't seem to be enough to get him to panic. After all, the Stormfront had been warring with the Yarmdon for centuries – they knew exactly how to handle brutishly strong men.

Soon enough, the momentum of FIryr's men was brought to a halt. Their charge was absorbed and they were thoroughly surrounded in a secondary little pocket amongst the ranks of men. It was the sort of thing that Cormrant was able to pull off because the rest of the slave army was still showing a lagging amount of aggression.

"A shame," Verdant noted. "I was almost excited. I find myself liking this Firyr man – the Syndrans are an interesting bunch, are they not?"

"It's over quickly again," Blackthorn said. "A paperwall will take a while to harden."