The sun was rising on a new day, and Kineas was already hot and sticky. He wore only his tunic, pulled on hastily when he heard that there was a scout coming in. Coenus was covered in dust, his usual foppishness ruined, his face a comic mask where runnels of sweat had carved lines across the coating of grey-brown grit. He had insisted on leading a patrol because he was, he felt, ‘out of practice’. Kineas sent Nicanor for all the leaders. ‘You saw him?’ ‘In person.’ Coenus gave a dusty grin. ‘He’s not somebody you soon forget! A thousand cavalry - perhaps some mounted infantry as well. I didn’t stay to scout the whole column. Mosva had just come in with another Sauromatae girl to tell us that Spitamenes was moving north - they found his camp - and the next thing I knew my outriders were shooting arrows at his outriders. He came up in person while I was still trying to guess their numbers.’ Kineas rubbed his beard. ‘He’ll block our way.’ Diodorus came running up with Philokles and Eumenes close behind.
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