Of course, they didn't stop at simply oil. Torches were brandished – where had they even come from? – and were tossed in an instant. Oliver's men were just beginning to shout their horror, but the torches were merciless. In an instant, three of their barricades were inflamed.
"Those bastards!" Karesh said hotly, stamping his foot.
The Commander most certainly didn't hear Karesh's comment, for without a shred of emotion on his face, he turned his horse around, and trotted straight back into the walls of the fort. His men went after him.
"And he runs straight away! What a coward!"
"Damn it all. We worked hard on those, and then they can get rid of them so quickly?" Northman murmured. "I suppose it isn't going to be so easy."
"Whatever are you gentlemen talking about?" Verdant said, frowning, his voice cutting through the din of noise and angry muttering. "Are we looking at the same battlefield? Do your eyes deceive you?"
