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Knew the five thousand troops Erawan had
sent, ambushing Galan Ashryver’s ships by
Ilium before setting upon Eldrys, were just to
wear them down. No ilken, no Ironteeth, no
Wyrdhounds.
They had still been hard to kill. Had fought
longer than most men.
Ravi eyed the map. “Do we pull back to
Orynth now? Or head to the border?”
“Darrow ordered us to Orynth, if we
survived,” Sol countered, frowning at his
brother. At the light in Ravi’s eyes that so
clearly voiced where he wished to go.
Darrow, who was too old to fight, had
lingered in the secondary camp twenty miles
behind theirs. To be the next line of defense,
if five thousand troops somehow managed to
destroy one of the most skilled fighting units
Terrasen had ever seen. With word now
undoubtedly arriving that the battle had gone