I raised my shield again, easily catching the descending arrows.
"Would you mind, perhaps, telling us what you're looking for?" asked the sergeant on that section of the wall.
"Hortiluk's colors." I said.
"Well, could you please look for them in short peeks, like we do? You seem to be attracting a lot of arrow fire."
I swept my eyes over the assembled army again, wishing I'd paid the thirty development points for [System Images]. "They do hate me, at least that's consistent."
But I did step away from the wall.
"Damn you, Hortiluk, I expected more from you." I muttered.
"What's that about the boss?" the sergeant asked.
"Have you seen Hortiluk's colors in the past week?"
He shook his head. "Nothing at all that looks like reinforcements. Not Hortiluk, not Rakkal."
So I've reached a conclusion; it isn't life, it's me. I am the reason these chapters aren't getting written once a day. And I'm taking correctional measures.
My theory is once a habit is formed of NOT postponing my writing, that the original pace can resume.
And YES, Rhishi is showing a huge blind spot. Everything in the world still works the same; no rules are being broken to grant the enemy this seemingly new power.
Thank you for your continued readership. It is the main reason I was able to break through my reasons not to write today. Salute to tomorrow, the next challenge.