After being directly involved with killing an enemy Senche-raht with no small help from allied mages, Gallus looked at the enemy line with brief scepticism as Ri'vashi suggested drawing the attention of the enemy mages to their own Senche-rahts. "That didn't sound like orders, so I assume you want my advice," Gallus said loudly, though not with any mischief in his expression this time. "If you think the Senche-raht can take the magic, send them. Otherwise I think its risky to put them under concentrated fire."

The time they were taking to make a decision was time they didn't have. "Your decision, clan-leader." For once in a long time, Gallus' mention of Ri'vashi's title was not done with a teasing undertone.

Outside of a battle, Fendros might have been impressed at landing such a steep shot in the first attempt. He instead felt unsettled at the armoured commander's look in their direction. Perhaps it was just Lorag's recounts, but Fendros did not feel safe with that Do'rhajul character still in command. He was expecting something to go wrong. He just knew that whatever it was would likely be something he didn't consider. Fendros did not have to wait in anticipation for long.

When the bridges were destroyed, one and then the other, things suddenly seemed less certain to say the least. Gallus' head flicked around to observe the flashes and flying embers after each of the cacophonous blasts sounded. The masonry that fell echoed the feeling of realisation at what he felt should have been obvious. "The bridges...wait! Ra'jorr is trapped!" Gallus observed to Ri'vashi.

Back up on the eastern wall, Janius was brought out of his stunned state brought about by the explosions when Meesei spoke of her plan. He was about to protest before Lorag shouted to get back on ground level. At that point there was no stopping her. Instead, Janius simply gave a few parting words. "Be careful! If the stories hold up, Do'rhajul would have you exactly where he wants you in there without support!"