Kevin
Noctis had been correct, as he prowled quietly through the ramparts of the castle casting his senses throughout the seemingly abandoned castle, he instead turned and weakened his body. 

He enhanced his sense of hearing and smell, trying to pull out a characteristic that was different or unique from the controlled pawns. If Indaki was near this would be the way Noctis would find him, or at least discover what else Indaki had planned. 

It seemed too simple, all this for a simple head on charge? Were they being flanked? Was there a second wave waiting in the surrounding woods- or beneath the castle? 

Noctis had gone through hundreds of battles- something wasn't right. This was a trick of some kind. 

"Valac! Tell the leaders, the big men, that this might be a trap and to pull their forces closer together and prepare for a potential ambush. I'm going to search for outliers." He called out to his small demon friend who was climbing into the castle, and with that Noctis moved again to search for clues.
Bernard
*As the factions clashed Saurek gazed out watching what was happening across the battlefields. The half giant was doing well to command a cohesive fighting force against the disorganized and frankly disturbingly similar controlled zombie-like individuals. The senselessness confused him, for such a terrorizing force he hadn't seen much to justify why the supposed Indaki was a terrifying force that had yet to be crushed by the imperial or the local crowns. But still as he hammered the wall with small sized boulders, launched like cannonballs eventually the wall began to noticeably crack or splinter. Saurek slid from the horses saddle and ran, launching himself towards the wall where the hammer was brought down. The blue gem had been turned red, fed by Saureks own blood as he cut his hand. The resulting concussive explosion released from the hammer was enough to smash through part of the fortresses wall and with it Saurek was sent into the heart of the fortress.*

*As he raised himself off the ground, dusting off shattered stone and dust from the collapsed wall he was not met by a fury of blades or ravenous mind-controlled people. Instead he was greeted by the sight of who he thought was indaki, dead on the wall. Chunks of mutilated flesh and gore spilling from the wall where musket fire and tore through. The castle itself was empty, no crates of supplies, no stalls, not even another soul inside. Saurek let the large head of his hammer crash to the floor as he gazed around, surprisingly he was disappointed by the lack of involvement or challenge.* 

*Turning his back on the castle and empty courtyards he walked backed to the colapsed mound of rubble walking up it slowly so as it peer out. If anything he expected the others to already be on their way back to the base camp or town as their job seemed to be coming to close... Unless it wasn't.*
Stephen
"They can handle it themselves, they looked with arrogance if you recalled... They can handle things on their own, and if they perish... It is from their own pride of underestimation." 

*Valac was quite cruel with his words giving a sadistic grin. His voice sly, and seemingly did not care for the others. He was quite analytic, and was quite begrudging over their first judgements. He was quite keen, yet he wasn't careless about the information. He kept it in mind. Even if this was meant to be cooperation, he didn't believe anyone worthy to Valac would hop over the castle wall, witnessing the lifelessness of the others side, though that granted a great advantage.

Though, he recalled Noctis's words, recalling it may be a trap. Instead of continuing with his plan to sandwich the enemy, he instead would progress further into the emptiness that was within the fortress. He needed to scout, and obtain as much information as possible before returning to Noctis. It proved vital that his friend would know as he only cared for his friend. He made it over the wall, landing on the ground before making a full sprint into the fortress, analyzing every bit of information he can about the area, trying to detect any reminiscence of magic, or what may lurk within. 

He prioritized this first before he would achieve his plan of sandwiching the group. The fact it may be a trap made him slightly worried, and didn't want to die, neither did he want the only comrade he had in his entire existence to perish. He had to do it. He knew that Noctis would probably relay the information, but that was his friend's choice. Not his, and he wouldn't judge him for that. He used his dark magic to amplify his sprint, in order to be efficient with his search, and scouting abilities. It was required, otherwise the army would fall.*