Kharzan kept his attention fixed ahead as if he could see through the wall.
There, ahead, a solitary figure surely still stood disrespecting his army on the road forward.
According to reports, Sirius Starweaver seemed to be slowly retreating, keeping himself just outside the range of foot soldiers, as if he were carefully measuring the distance.
He didn't seem to be doing anything threatening. He was just there, observing the advance with the patience of someone who perhaps expected something specific to happen.
Kharzan didn't understand what kind of purpose or utility such behavior had. Was it really a distraction? Or simply the arrogance of a man who refused to accept the reality of being outnumbered and outpowered?
The numbers should have been overwhelming for anyone. Twenty thousand soldiers against one man, no matter how skilled, should be an inevitable victory. Yet something in Sirius's calm demeanor suggested he knew something Kharzan didn't.
