“Fire!”
Boulders soared, flaming arrows following.
The explosions on the battlefield shook the
city walls this time.
Another cheer went up, and Aedion
motioned the Bane and Fae royals to halt. Let
Morath think that their stock was depleted,
that they only had a few lucky shots in their
arsenal.
Aedion turned back to the siege ladder as
the first of the Valg grunts cleared the walls.
The man was killed before his feet finished
touching the ground, courtesy of a waiting
Bane soldier.
Aedion unstrapped the shield from across
his back and angled his sword as the wave of
soldiers crested the walls.
But it was not a Valg foot soldier who
appeared next, climbing over the ladder with
ease.
lily
(lily)
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