"Keep an eye on that young political commissar who spoke so enthusiastically at the party meeting. He has real potential." Seeing so many politically conscious officers emerge in the army only strengthened Rowan's resolve to promote education throughout its ranks.
Earl Terry nodded slightly, recalling the lean, keen-eyed second-rank Warrior Class Practitioner at that morning's meeting.
"Do you mean Captain Foming, young master?"
"His name is Foming?" Rowan's expression grew a little more solemn, as though he had remembered a soldier from another country.
Earl Terry took out the roster and pointed to the first name on the second line. "Yes, young master. He's the only soldier to have secured a column commander's position as a second-rank Warrior. He's currently assigned to Halliwell's army formation and will leave for King's Bay this afternoon to help the local Combined Fleet strengthen its defenses."
"Where have Leonard and Byron gotten to?" Rowan set aside the subject of Commissar Foming for now and asked about developments at the front.
Terry did not answer immediately. Instead, he led Young Master Rowan into the War Room.
Medivh, the Guardian, had recently remodeled the room. The War Table used evocation magic to manipulate various physical elements, reproducing the actual terrain. Floating arcane energy formed two colors over the shimmering sea, marking troop deployments.
Earl Terry dragged a streak of purple light into position twenty nautical miles north of Guardwatch Ridge.
"This is Leonard and Byron's Vanguard Fleet, twenty warships in total. Behind them is General Kainings's Combined Fleet formation, with seventy vessels. Our counteroffensive is scheduled to begin at two this afternoon. The Vanguard Fleet will bombard the northern foothills of Northern Guardwatch Ridge. At the same time, the Combined Fleet's main force will advance east and west, taking the opportunity to flatten the necropolises infesting