to carry, and swore. Lysandra smashed apart
one longboat with her tail, but couldn’t reach
the second cluster of soldiers—bearing
another.
They reached the icy waters, boat
splashing, and Lysandra lunged. Right as she
was swarmed by another group of soldiers, so
many spears and lances that she had no choice
but to face them. Allowing the boat, and the
soldiers carrying it, to slip past.
Aedion noted where those soldiers were
headed, and began shouting his orders. His
head swam with each command.
In Lysandra sneaking to the river through
the tunnels, she’d had the element of surprise.
But it had also revealed to Morath that
another path existed into the city. One right
below their feet.
And if they got through the grate, if they
could get inside the walls ...
lily
(lily)
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