Just as David charged toward his favored battlefield like a Ju87 Stuka dive bomber through the clouds, a unique 'tug-of-war' was unfolding on the West Coast within Saeolus's domain.
Or rather than calling it a tug-of-war, it might be more apt to describe it as a three-way standoff.
For the 'three sides' involved had no real intention of fighting each other:
The Barbarians, on their first visit to the New Continent, were busy looting, hoping to make a quick fortune before the Elves' main forces arrived.
The White Dragon patrolling the sky also feared the two Whaling Crossbows on the stranded ship; as long as it received its share, there was no need to fight the Elves to the death.
As for the group of High Elves led by Yevgeny, they indeed wanted to kill some Barbarians to earn military merit.
But that pesky White Dragon kept harassing them.
The whole scene devolved into the least warlike and most shambolic invasion in history.
