Cael did not answer; he gave Solen an irritated glance before turning away.
"Come, the Patriarch awaits our arrival," Galen's aged voice rang out, snapping the attention back to the old man. "Tie him up and bring him."
***
Eldric stood atop the watchtower with a faint smile etched on his face. The battle had gone smoothly, and the victory was assured. He gazed down the mountain slope as the last bit of enemies were chased, killed, or taken captive.
The battle was in their favor from the beginning, and after the initial clash, the result was obvious, but the knights of House Crimson continued to battle even against the odds, only opting to flee once Lachlan and the tamed beasts arrived and joined the fray.
Their commander had called for an immediate retreat, and they did, but not without the knights of House Snow hot on their trail.
