"You're up, Cormrant," Northman had said upon their return, to which Cormrant had given a crisp salute. "We didn't bother to question any of the men, so we're unsure how much they number inside the fort, but perhaps we'll assume the same of a hundred."
Cormrant stiffened at that. He'd still been keeping to the original number of fifty in his head. To take out a hundred fortified men, especially when they had so many archers with them… that wouldn't be easygoing.
"Worry not. They're going to be expecting reinforcements. That'll make them weak," Northman said. "Or so Ser Patrick here reckons, and I'm inclined to agree. They'll be focusing part of their attention on the arrival of their allies and we'll be able to take advantage of that."
"I reckon I'm ready for round two now," Rofus said in the background. Cormrant glanced back at him.
"You're not sending the men for a second fight, are you?" Cormrant asked cautiously.
