From the rear

The war started, we had been at it for a week, our pincer attack failed, they were expecting us, so someone leaked the information and I think I know who it was.

But that didn't matter now, luckily all our casualties were minor compared to Creyback's army, but they outnumbered us 2 to 1, I don't know how they were doing. Maxwell or Will, I hadn't heard from them in three days, but no more people had been given to the enemy army either which gave him hope that at least Will was still alive.

Roy rode up to me, he had a nasty wound on his shoulder carrying the shield, but according to him he was fine.

-Gran, we managed to break the west pavilion, so if things go well, we'll have advance from here by nightfall.

-Excellent Roy, how is Red doing?

-Same sharp as ever, he's got a few cuts, but nothing serious, at least Lay, shouldn't worry.

-Do you know? -Hero asked.