Vollers cruised in low to slip the ground forces past the Hamalese defense. Regiment after regiment of Djangs leaped out and raced to take up positions. One thing was sure, they knew how to do that evolution in a way to make the swods who had exercised with Vad Homath look the coys they were. Hordes of flutduins with black beaks pointed, and wide yellow wings bearing them purposefully on, flew to tangle with the fluttrells and mirvols of Hamal. My Djangs were superb. After the first clash between the aerial cavalry we had no further problems with Hamalese saddle flyers.
The odd i***t might come flying over, screeching and waving his crossbow; but he usually didn’t get back.
Make no mistake. The Hamalese fought and they used all the expertise and cunning and sheer professionalism of the i
