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Shouts, shoves, pushes and locked shields. The 21st Decani makes his way through the throng and deliver a snap report - he doesn't look uncomfortable at all. A little at home, even. The push and pull of an enormous heaving body of troops is practically comfortable to some people.
The 13th Rats inside the stairwell slam into the Sparksworn guard, but lack the follow-up to finish it. Regulus, Caesius and the combined weight of six Ferrata Legio provide all the mass the push needs. The building might need some new doorframes. Well, it was old and stoney nontheless.
Lutatius sends off a runner and the deft handling prevents a much worse pile-up. Look, it's all clearing now, and to the south of that position, Mizana's pathfinders have taken a positon on the rock and the started shouting movement order as well.
Every cohort on the march is a lumbering beast where it should be an agile wolf. It is a testament to your combined leadership that the situation is not infinitely worse.
Speaking of such, Koras light riders make good way through the first line of archers and Sparksworn cludging cudgels and knives, and then they bleed momentum, slowly, bit by bit, as a the officer of the formation raises his voice. Loud, clear, like the rise of the dawn, and on of the 338th has to shake his head to avoid to clear off any lingering desire to fall in. The Sparksworn on the bridge do something fervent, and lock arms.
The charge runs out of momentum There's *too many* of them.
And below, now, the thundering sound of a hundred hooves sing out . .
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