Tiberius looked along Blackwell's gathered defensive line as he said that, looking for the hints of weakness that he always seemed so able to sniff, even from a distance away. He looked from Broadstone, to Skullic, and then his gaze landed on Karstly, just for a few moments, and he smiled. "Now there's a man that appears offended. There's good motivation in his eyes."
He dwelled on Karstly only long enough to snort his amusement. His gaze hovered for a time on Queen Asabel, as he judged her effects on the battlefield, and on the men in front of her, and then he finished scanning the rest of Blackwell's army.
