Kingdom of Ash

rear, to catch any who got through their net.
The mortal men clustered behind them.
The gates shuddered under the impact of
Morath at last.
Rowan steadied his breathing, readying his
magic to rip through Valg lungs. He’d fell a
few with his blades first. To show how easily
it could be done, that Morath was desperate
and victory would be near. The magic would
come later.
The siege tower groaned as it slowed to a
stop.
Just as the wall under them shuddered at its
impact, Fenrys whispered, “Holy gods.”
Not at the bridge that snapped down,
soldiers teeming in the dark depths inside.
But at who emerged from the keep archway
behind them. What emerged.
Rowan didn’t know where to look. At the
soldiers pouring out of the siege tower,