Kingdom of Ash

... those faces were pale. Wide-eyed.
“Someone better say something inspiring,”
Fenrys said through gritted teeth, firing
another arrow. “Or these men are going to piss
themselves in a minute.”
For a minute was all they had left, as the
first siege tower inched closer.
“You’ve got the pretty face,” Lorcan
retorted. “You’d do a better job of it.”
“It’s too late for speeches,” Rowan cut in
before Fenrys could reply. “Better to show
them what we can do.”
They positioned themselves on the wall.
Right in the path of the bridge that would snap
down over the battlement.
He drew his sword, then thumbed free the
hatchet at his side. Gavriel unsheathed twin
blades from across his back, falling into
flanking position at Rowan’s right. Lorcan
planted himself on his left. Fenrys took the