"Indeed, a leading play," Volguard said, nodding his approval. "And what would your intention be in chasing away the spearmen?"
"Uhmmmm," Nila narrowed her eyes in thought, before giving up, and looking to Oliver for assistance.
Oliver shrugged at her. "There's no use for you thinking about this in terms of the battlefield anyway. You're a hunter at the end of the day. I have no idea what sort of hunt this board would look like… But hunting is what you're good at.
"Right," Nila said, nodding earnestly, as if she'd just been given the most sage bit of wisdom. "If I chase the spearmen away, it means I can hunt them down."
