"Luck is against you this morning, Professor," Oliver said.
"I suppose so," Volguard said, regaining his calm. "But such is the nature of the battlefield. Superior strategy prevails in the end. Now, once more, you have a chance at reinforcing your position. You might create an outpost if you so—"
But Oliver had already rolled the dice on shooting down the cavalry unit. It was a mere 1-in-2 chance, when only a single archer unit was in range for the attack. It was ill-advised, and went against the fundamentals. As Volguard had said, it would have been a far better option to begin to create an outpost in the centre of the board, given that he had already managed to survive a turn.
"Hoh…" Oliver said. Even he was surprised by now. The die favoured him. He was awarded the slaying of the cavalry unit, and his archers remained where it was, untouched.
"…This is," Volguard searched for the right word.
