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lungs of soldiers charging at them, even as he
knew Whitethorn kept fighting on the
battlements.
Lorcan again lost track of time. Only
vaguely knew the sun was arcing across the
sky.
But the khagan’s army was gaining the
field, inch by inch.
Enough so that the ruks wrenched the siege
ladders from the keep walls. Enough so that
Lord Chaol shouted down to him and Gavriel
to scale a siege ladder and get the hell back up
here.
Gavriel obeyed, spotting the iron ladder
cleared of Morath soldiers, being held in place
only long enough for them to climb back up to
the battlements.
But the khagan’s forces were near. And a
nudge at Lorcan’s shoulder told him not to
run, but to fight.