But not with the witch tower still
operational on the plain. She had little doubt
that it was currently being repaired, a new
wyvern being hitched up. Perhaps that was
why they had halted—to give themselves time
to get that tower up again. And blast the
Crochans into oblivion.
Only the dawn would reveal what the
Ironteeth chose to do. What they’d
accomplished.
Manon and the Thirteen, Bronwen and
Glennis with them, spent hours organizing the
Crochans. Assigning them to certain flanks of
the Ironteeth based on Manon’s knowledge of
their enemy’s formations.
She’d created those formations. Had
planned to lead them.
And when that was done, when the meeting
with the mortal rulers was over, all of them
still grim-faced but not quite so near panic,
lily
(lily)
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