Once more, Oliver was stuck, and he had to use anything that was available to him to find his way forward. He guessed, in his heart, as the minutes passed, that Germanicus would be on his way up a ladder now. He couldn't see any sort of response from Hod as to the fact.
"Damn you as well, Minister," Oliver said. "It's impossible to keep that giant in check all by myself."
Gar must have sensed Oliver's frustration, for he was falling upon lesser enemies with an even greater degree of ferociousness than usual. He was jumping up off the ground to attack enemies from above whenever he could, so that he wouldn't be affected by that momentum that Tavar had seen brought about.
That momentum continually, wished to see Oliver and his men driven back over the wall behind them. They were forced to fight continually on the back foot. It was an immensely irritating and suffocatingly crushing position to endure from.
