Kingdom of Ash

people before they met their end.
“What is that?” Ren murmured. Pointing to
the horizon.
Sharp—Ren’s eyes had to be sharper than
most humans, since it was still just a smudge
on the horizon to Aedion.
A breath passed. The dark smudge began to
take form, rising into the blue sky.
Flying toward them.
“Ilken?” Ren squinted as he shielded his
eyes against the glare.
“Too big,” Aedion breathed.
Closer, the mass flying above the teeming
army became clearer. Larger.
“Wyverns,” Aedion said, dread curdling in
his stomach.
The Ironteeth aerial legion had been
unleashed at last.
“Oh gods,” Ren whispered.
Against a terrestrial siege, Orynth might