The Professor didn't like it. He was drumming his lengthy fingers on the desk, trying to decide on his next course of action. Ought he continue with his attack? Another few favourable rolls of the dice, and he could likely take Oliver's General. But in ignoring the archer unit of Oliver, and the cavalry unit, he could quite well lose his General in the process.
He considered it, and then did something quite reckless for such a well thought out Professor – he sent his General all the way to the front, to battle alongside his infantry, placing it well out of the range of Oliver's rear troops, but instead, straight into the range of Oliver's archers.
Now Oliver had to frown. The playful smile that he'd had all the way through faded. Hadn't Volguard just made a mistake? He stared at the board. There was no other way of describing it, was there? If he stepped his units of archers forward, they could bombard the enemy General, and victory would be his.