-I’ve been nothing but patient with you Jakul! – Njál screamed enraged, tiny droplets of his saliva splashing on the Captain's face as he vociferated, his features illuminated by the dim light of the oil lamps lit around the dark tent – But this passiveness of yours has only brought death upon our troops! And I'm getting tired. We need to take Nevareh now and recover our terrain!
-Your Majesty, they are right behind us! – The Argantean warrior reasoned – There is no way we can pull that off… We can barely manage to keep this army at bay! What makes you think that we will be able to overpower Nevareh´s troop and this one at the same time?
-This is all your fault! -The stubborn ruler shouted - This is all because you've been wasting our time with those stupid savages, day after day, inste
