toward the city. “Bronwen reports they’ve
spotted Morath hauling a siege tower to the
western wall. It will reach us in an hour or
two.”
Evangeline looked past the chaos on the
city walls, where Aedion and Ren and the
Bane fought so valiantly, out beneath the
melee in the skies, where witches fought
witches and Lysandra flew in wyvern form.
Sure enough, a massive shape was
lumbering toward them.
Evangeline’s stomach dropped to her feet.
“Is—is it one of those witch towers?”
“A siege tower is different,” Darrow said
with his usual gruffness. “Thank the gods.”
“Still deadly,” Murtaugh said. “Just in a
different way.” The old man frowned at
Darrow. “I’ll head down there.”
Evangeline blinked at that. None—none of
the older lords had gone to the front.
lily
(lily)
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