Cole shoved the books away. He hated strategy. He just wanted to hit things with his sword.
“Think through it again. See, it’s like this,” Ashford said as he walked through the tactics again.
Sylvester slouched back in his chair. “He’s right. How does he get this stuff?”
“Because he studies it,” Ingrid said. “And we’re all lucky he’s helping us.”
Cole glanced over at Onyx, but she was reading a magic book with words Cole couldn’t even understand. He’d need to know strategy for his sister. “Let’s go through it again.”