The sounds of battle were deafening. Blinkous crouched, concealed as best he could, in some foliage atop a small rise, watching the battle below as he'd been instructed. Though he was at something of a distance he had a kalafrax lens, which when peered through allowed him to see the conflict as if he was almost right in the thick of it. Already he'd spotted two locations - a group of fleeting humans and a unit of Gumm-Gumms who were staying to group up on a smaller number of his allies - and used his flares to mark them, quickly standing from concealment to release the radiant gemstone-and-magic projectiles from their casings, then dropping back down again to avoid being made a target himself. Those he'd marked had quickly been taken care of and by now the humans were fleeing far away towards safety.
He also spied Bular among the horde, though much to his dismay even though he knew he likely could've marked his location there would've been little purpose in it. The son of the warlord was positioned near the middle of his warriors, a move that Blinkous at first thought was born out of cowardice but he soon realized was military brilliance. He had held back a good portion of his stronger warriors, putting them in the back of the Gumm-Gumm forces not to prevent escape for the humans, but so that they would be the first to clash with Deya's forces. And from his position Bular could command both halves of the horde, which was quick to turn from the humans to face this new, stronger enemy.
He ran the lens back and forth, looking as much for opportunities to help his allies as for information to add to his notes. That was when he saw a familiar Gumm-Gumm among the others, right in the thick of the human city, and Blinkous' heart dropped into his stomach. It looked like he was wrong about the Gumm-Gumm, whom through some inquiries and note checking he'd identified as a likely general, identity beyond that unknown. Blinkous saw the general pause, looking down at something - it had to be humans. Yes, there they were, a male and a female, possibly a couple and both cowering in terror, the male bravely holding the female behind him as if he could save her. The observing Troll flinched as the Gumm-Gumm raised an arm, and he quickly diverted the lens elsewhere, not wanting to see the moment of death.
A half-minute later Blinkous swirled the lens back around, coming to his feet in preparation for firing off another flare. To remove a general from Gunmar's horde would be a severe blow, if not a particularly crippling one. (That degree of morale-breaking, if it would be earned this battle, would belong to Deya as she finally reached and locked blades with Bular.) The Troll thought he would have to hunt around for the general, the other likely having moved away from his latest kill to engage more opponents, but to his great surprise the Gumm-Gumm was still in the same location. In fact it seemed as if he was intentionally trying to stand his ground right where he was.
"What in Merlin's name?" Blinkous whispered to himself as he quickly knelt down to take cover. For a few moments he focused on the general to make sure he wasn't mistaken. No, Blinkous decided after seeing the large Troll not only refuse to chase fleeing humans or engage with Daylight Trolls, but shove and order other Gumm-Gumms to move elsewhere. He was doing this intentionally. But why?
The battle ended a few minutes after. The Daylight Trolls had outnumbered their foes by quite a margin, and eventually Bular called for the retreat, narrowly avoiding Deya taking his head or at least a horn as he fell back. Blinkous couldn't help but fire off his last flare after them, the phosphorescent charge hitting a trailing Gumm-Gumm in the back and sending him tumbling in surprise, though aside from a slight burn it was doubtful he was badly injured. It got a grin nevertheless.
The general, he noted, lingered in what Blinkous would describe as uncertainty before he too departed at a fast pace.
He was guarding something, Blinkous thought to himself. Perhaps it might be worth finding out for myself.
Blinkous sought out his commanding officer and in brief explained what he saw, and his desire to uncover what. This took some time, however, as the Daylight forces had given chase for some distance to ensure the Gumm-Gumms wouldn't return. (Of the humans, those that survived had long since fled.) So by the time he got permission (though no escort could be spared; most everyone was either injured or needed to guard the bridge) it was well into night. He hurried back to try and find the location, hopeful that he would find something to validate what he saw.
((Note: kalafrax lens - a thing I made up that's essentially a spyglass lens without any casing, considerably larger in size for Troll use and boosted with magic.)