“Do we really need to take the entire city? Surely it would be better for us to just close off the portal ourselves.” enquired Grimold, shifting uncomfortably; the ornate, high-backed chair was good for the back but not so comfortable for those afflicted with haemorrhoids.
“How? The portals are controlled from within the Shrouded City.” replied Colonel Horncarver impatiently.
“We don’t know that; after all, that’s just what they tell us.”
“And why would they make up something like that? To control us?”
“Well, yes; without us, they wouldn’t be the centre of the empire.”
“Nonsense. The portals are controlled from within the city; that’s that.”
The general, his head propped up by an elbow on the table, sighed and looked at Grimold. “How long till the Abatement is here?”
“The Magus thinks within two months sir.”
“Then we mobilize. See to it Colonel.”