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Then they shoved the ice apart. Tore it to
shreds.
One heartbeat, Morath was marching
toward them.
The next, they plunged down, water
splashing, shouts and screams filling the air.
The ilken shot forward to grab soldiers
drowning under the weight of their armor.
But Ren Allsbrook was waiting, and at his
bellowed order, the archers fired upon the
exposed ilken. Blows to the wings sent them
tumbling to the ice, into the water. Going
under, some ilken dragged by their own
thrashing soldiers.
The Valg princes each lifted a hand, as if
they were of one mind. The army halted at the
shore. Watching as their brethren drowned.
Watching as Endymion and Sellene kept
ripping the ice apart, forbidding it to freeze
over again.