The weariness of age

We had reached a stalemate, we fell into Argus' trap, at the beginning, we thought we were winning when we approached his castle, but when we least expected it, reinforcements arrived from behind, now we were trapped.

-Maxwell, things are looking bad," I said while killing someone who penetrated the defenses.

-I know Willfest, but don't give up, we are not losing this yet... if they just open the gates, we could turn the tables, or if we penetrate inside the castle, anyone would serve us.

The strategy that Gran had given us, would have served us wonderfully, against this situation, I must admit that he was even proud, but unfortunately most of the Sir, was against his plan, with him we would never have been able to surprise us from behind, and even managed to prevent, if we were attacked from behind.