Oliver could practically see the hate that those words contained. It made him shudder to think of. In a few short moves, Karstly and Blackwell had earned the ire of an entire nation. But he still did not yet understand why.
Lord Blackwell met his gaze. "That is the right of things, honoured foe," he said to Khan. "That is the path allowed to you. Now I will allow another one, contingent upon the word that you have offered me. Go to your people, and see the survivors that you can dig out."
Chapter 22 – The Spoils
"The spoils are spoiled," Firyr noted with dry humour. "Weren't we meant to loot all those cities that General Blackwell captured? Now… Now I don't think any of us want to go pissin' near them."
Oliver found that to be succinctly put. For Firyr, it was almost poetic. Indeed, the events of the previous two days had left a sour taste in the mouth of all the soldiers.
