Down the wall, Ren had taken on the other
nearby siege ladder, the lord’s bow singing.
Aedion dared a glance to the army ahead.
They had amassed close enough now.
Falling back, letting an archer take his
place, he lifted his sword, signaling the Bane
at the catapults, the Fae royals and archers
near them. “Now!”
Wood snapped and groaned. Boulders as
large as wagons soared over the walls. Each
had been oiled, and gleamed in the sun while
they rose.
And when the boulders reached their peak,
just as they began to plummet toward the
enemy, the Fae archers unleashed their
flaming arrows.
They struck the oil-slick boulders right
before the stones slammed into the earth.
Flame erupted, flowing right into the holes
that Aedion had ordered drilled into the rock,
lily
(lily)
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