The initial revelation he gleaned was that this struggle was waged not solely during the nocturnes as he had witnessed, but throughout alternate hours of the diurnal cycle.
There were three designated hours of skirmish: morn, midday, and nocturne. Although the two disciples of the Inner Circle were merely speculating, he was absolutely certain; the squad whose archers had commenced their assault was absent from the mine today. While the rest toiled, they had spent the diurnal cycle in repose since their skirmish awaited them, yet it was glaringly evident they could not halt the wild beasts converging upon the portal—which had begun to gleam with a yellow hue—relying exclusively upon the volleys of the archers.
"The elemental dominion of their archers is exceedingly frail. I have yet to behold one capable of slaying two wild beasts with a single shaft!"
