Rage of a Demon King. Raymond E. Feist

the chest with his thumb. ‘I was one of them. It wasn’t pretty, I can tell you that.’

      Duga looked frustrated as he tried to explain. ‘It’s the way they’ve got us all,’ he said, closing his hand slowly to demonstrate. ‘At first it was just another fight. You’d sign up at the rendezvous and go fight, loot, then spend your money. Then we started sacking cities. I remember Calis’s Crimson Eagles were on the other side at … where was it?’