The chaotic state of the battlefield, with an all out melee between all those ten thousand infantrymen, and the remaining two thousand enemy archers standing on standby, to pick them off whenever they were lucky enough to disengage – it was bad enough. They had not heard a word from Volguard in a while, their only source of counter strategy, and Oliver had a strong inclination that the old Professor likely lay dead. Against the charge that had swamped them all, the teacher, with his lack of physicality, left him without a chance of fighting back.
There was no hope, and to add to that hopelessness, the dragon came to crush the one card that they had in their favour – the presence of a General, and the presence of men of the Fourth Boundary.
