Lloyd had gone through the wall in the viewing den, taking the short underground passage to the cove exit, on the shore behind the butte.
He took off his helmet as he looked across the glassy ocean and saw that a few ships retreating from battle, while most of them burned on the rocks which rose out of the water.
The bodies of dead Bestenese were everywhere, with only a few of the bodies being those of the monastic armies.
He noticed that the powerful weapons, made for Boyce's cause, were nowhere to be seen, and he had no doubt that the enemy was now using them.
He looked up at the evil shape of Halls, reaching to the pitch black sky above him.
Monastics were no longer keeping an eye on the shore line. They believed that the Bestenese would never come back to shore for more of the same defeat that they had already suffered.
Lloyd was having doubts about seeing those who retreated, coming back for another go at out-flanking the ArchBishop. He didn't blame them, though.
He put his helmet back on his head and slowly walked to the base of the butte and started to climb the rocks.
The take over of Pomperaque, which both Boyce and Lloyd wanted to accomplish with the minimum of blood shed had become a blood bath.
Unknown to Orren's army, half of the Krolalin cavalry was held back from the initial battle. Now, however, under Tucker's capable leadership, the cavalry charged through Pomperaque from the north and began to annihilate the army that had the Blue Mansion under attack.