The participants filed into the arena's east wing, where a massive tent had been erected overnight.
Inside, rows of chairs faced a raised platform. Commander Korvo sat behind a heavy oak desk, arms crossed, looking like he'd rather be anywhere else. Duchess Valemont stood beside him, holding a stack of papers.
"Listen up," Korvo barked. His voice carried even without any magical amplification. "This is how the Strategy portion works. You'll approach the desk one at a time. I'll ask you to choose a role—either a common soldier with limited information, or a commanding officer with full tactical awareness. Then I give you a scenario. You respond. I poke holes in your plan. You adapt. Simple."
Aegis nodded to herself.
[That choice itself probably affects how many points you get. The role of a simple soldier is marginally easier than that of a general.]
"How long do we have?" someone called out.
