A Road of Death - Part 3

The hammer answered the question for him. This time, Varn was forced to attempt to parry it, for all the good that did him. Blood spurted out of the corners of his mouth.

'It doesn't make any sense..!' Varn fumed. Fourth Boundary, and Third Boundary, that alone should have been enough for him to so easily put Vol in his place. But there was an additional tool that he held in his advantage – that of Command. Command flowed both ways, from men, to General, and back again. A General that commanded an army of thousands ought to have been stronger proportionally as a result.

And yet Varn had felt none of the buoys that normally came with Command in this battle. He'd managed to inflict control over his men to his normal degree, but that was it. The physical empowerment that he should have been afflicted with himself was entirely negligent.