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(The Northpointers were farther ahead, those that didn't die are injured, out of the fight. I'd assume more Adamantine Order men survived, but with their leadership caught in the explosion they would be in disarray. Not really much help in the fight.

Also Jakin is pretty far away from the loyalists. They left the safe-zone and are heading to the breach to take care of the rest of the rebels.

Sure, if it becomes necessary I will take temporary control.)

"Here!" One of the Northpointers called out to Argeth.

The Knight rushed towards the voice and found one of his soldiers helping Jakin up. "My prince, are you okay?"

Jakin couldn't tell what was going on, he was still incredibly disoriented from the explosion and the subsequent hit to the head.

Argeth approached and grabbed Jakin's head and looked him in the eyes. "He's barely conscious. We need to get him to a healer. We're heading back to the camp."

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"Most of the remaining rebels are atop the walls, captain." A knight reported to Jadier.

He shook his head. "Well we'll need to get up there to take them out."

"What about Tiberius' plan?" Another asked.

Sir Jadier thought for a bit. "The cavalry will come with me, we'll take part in the pincer move. The rest head to the southeastern watchtower and secure a foothold atop the walls. We'll join up with you after a sweep near the breach."

When they spotted the general's signal, Jadier and the horsemen charged from the south towards the breach to run down any rebel stragglers still down in the streets.

The smoke from the fires still covered much of the Blackwater District, which had helped the loyalists get into position undetected. However there was no disguising the hooves, still the smoke would make it harder for the rebel archers to get a clear shot on some of the loyalists.

Jadier's unit spotted the surviving rebels up ahead. The ones still standing were confused, leaderless and in disarray. When they spotted the loyalists coming from the south they tried to brace for impact, in an attempt to mount a defense.