After the tumultuous events of the last chapter (when the Vesani began their first empire in a rain of fire and… er… poo), Basso and his chums get a well-earned break. Time to kick back and revel in the spoils of war.
Or something like that.
Let’s get stuck in.
Chapter Five: “You always have to attack, no matter what happens.”
Aelius returns in triumph—although the actual triumph (in the parading through the city sense) isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
Aelius is also a bit stressed. He’s now known as “General Cowshit” (snigger) and he’s stuck with the knowledge that he killed thousands upon thousands of people in a really foul way. Biological warfare is not conducive to a good night’s sleep.
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