“Cruel it may be, but most of us enjoy what we do-and the Captain more than anyone. This is a favourite game, matching wits with a Raker. He is blind to the dead, to the burning villages, to the starving children. As is the Rebel. Two blind armies, able to see nothing but one another.”
I enjoy this, from The Black Company. Shows just how easy it can be for soldiers’ commanders to forget they’re throwing lives away in the face of outsmarting one another.