Weiset wiped the blood from his face, tallying the losses among the cavalry. Under the all-out assault of the Dwarves, the cavalry had suffered immensely, losing a full four hundred men, among whom over fifty were missing, two hundred dead, and more than a hundred wounded.
Such losses greatly demoralized the Golanese, none of whom retained their previous confidence, believing Golan could not be destroyed. The fall of Larsen Town no longer seemed a distant matter but was imminently close.
"Is Leia dead?"
Weiset had counted again and again, but he could never find that boastful cavalryman.
Other soldiers told him they had casually seen the cavalryman's horse fall on the battlefield and afterward, he perished under the Dwarves' spears.
Weiset found it hard to imagine that the cavalryman, who at noon had still been spouting brave words, had lost his life by the afternoon; it all seemed too unreal. He didn't even know the cavalryman's real name.
