A madness that ought not to have been allowed to be. Years of scheming, corruption, and unpredictability.
Soon enough, the Patrick forces were moving as well. Oliver had been almost surprised to find himself well-placed within Gordry's army. He'd quite expected to be posted all the way at the back, as punishment for his lack of discipline in the battle with General Khan. Instead, he was placed quite close to the front, near the man himself.
Karstly's army breached the edge of the forest as a flat horizontal line, only ten ranks deep. It made a change from the long snaking near-single file procession that they'd been forced to engage in when fighting against Khan. Now, at least, they were in battle formation from the get-go, with the wagons and their supplies trailing a distance behind them, far out of reach from any potential threats.