After experiencing three major battles, the Firtree Militia were accustomed to victorious battles against overwhelming numbers. The situation today seemed absurd, where fifty-sixty men faced around ten opponents. The Firtree Militia, although a tad lethargic, still picked up their weapons. Their instinctive urge to fight blazed forth in defiance.
This time they did not charge, choosing instead to glare provocatively at the Holy Knights, their faces full of mockery.
