For hours, Elias lived the life of a commander. He didn't just click 'build'; he oversaw the backbreaking labor of constructing a battering ram. He felt the vibration in the ground as the English counter-attack began. Arrows darkened the sky—a literal storm of projectiles that hissed into the mud around him.
— Ambitious, flawed, but revitalizing
"Sir?"
Elias looked at the final objective on his HUD: Destroy the Les Tourelles Fortress.
"Kael?" Elias shouted to the sky. "What’s happening?"