He felt a spell of nervousness take over him. He had to admit to himself that he'd been off his game, given his new position. He couldn't approach the Battle board with the same detachment that he usually did. He'd known since the first instant that he set foot on the battlefield, that his weakness would eternally be applying the theoretical to the real world, and now that he was in such a position where he was forced to, every day he found himself growing weaker.