บท 351: Sortie (4)

The Sicilian soldier stirred from a momentary stupor, his senses gradually returning to him. The clatter of battle still echoed in the air, a stark reminder of the conflict that had unfolded. With a deliberate and focused movement, he disentangled himself from the folds of a chainmail shirt and a helmet that had provided a measure of protection during the skirmish.

Emerging from the confines of the tent, the soldier cast a wary glance around, assessing the aftermath of the engagement. The camp was in disarray, marked by the remnants of the siege tower that now stood engulfed in flames. The soldier adjusted his armor, securing straps and fastenings with practiced efficiency.