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eyes and in the distance, he thought he saw
a battle occurring at the rear of the lines. He could not understand what was
happening. Were the lord’s men fighting each other?
"More
of your men?" Erec asked the Duke.
But
the Duke shook his head, puzzled, too.
"My
men are all with me. I do not know who attacks them.”
Erec
was baffled as the army facing them broke out into chaos, and as the men began
to turn and flee from the battlefield.
As the
turmoil neared, Erec finally saw what it was. He was breathless at the site.
The lord’s
army was being attacked from the rear by a huge group of creatures. They were
twice as tall as any man, twice as broad, their skin a glowing yellow, each
with two heads, and arms eight feet long. Erec recognized them at once. Covenies.
They were fabled creatures, known to bear a superhuman strength that could tear
a man in half with a single hand. They didn't carry any weapons—they didn't
need to.
Despite
himself, Erec’s heart flooded with fear.
"It's
not possible," Brandt said. "Covenies only live on the far side of
the Canyon. What are they doing here?”
"The
only way they could be here is if they found a breach in the Canyon," the
Duke said.
"Or
if the Shield is down," Erec said gravely.
As Erec
uttered the words he suddenly felt them to be true, and his heart flooded with
true fear. The shield down. The Ring open for attack. It was more than he could
process. He did not worry for himself, but for the fate of the Ring. If the
shield was down here, it could be down all over the entire Ring. They could be
overrun. And worse, the Empire could invade.
The army
before Erec disbanded, fleeing for their lives as more and more Covenies appeared,
attacking them from behind, picking them up with a single hand and biting off
their heads.
"Retreat
to Silesia!" the Duke commanded. "We must seal the gates at once!”
As one
they all turned and charged from the battlefield; Erec stopped only long enough
to ride up beside Alistair, mount Warkfin behind her, and take off with her. He
felt her soft hands clutching him tightly from behind, and feeling her hands on
him, knowing that they were together, that she was safe, made everything right
in the world.
"I
owe you my life," Erec said to her, as they rode with the others.
"And
I owe you mine," she answered.
CHAPTER
EIGHT
Kendrick
stood before the rebuilt town wall, admiring his handiwork. He, along with a
small group of Silver, had been fortifying this wall for days, camped out in
this large town on the Eastern borderlands of the Ring, which had been badly
damaged by the McCloud raid. As the Legion had been dispatched to repair the smaller
villages to the south, Kendrick thought it fitting that the Silver fortify the
bigger cities to the east, in the more dangerous territory close to the McClouds.
It was the right thing to do, to lead by example.
Their
rebuilding efforts had been a success and their time here was almost up. He hadn’t
been home in weeks, hadn’t had any news from the world, and he sorely missed
King's Court, missed his sister, his close friend Atme, all of his brothers in
the Silver—he even missed his squire, Thor. He wanted to get back to King's Court
as soon as possible, to make sure his sister was safe, and to help her oust Gareth.
Having been imprisoned by him, Kendrick, more than most, had felt the touch of
his wrath, and he burned to make wrongs right and to put his sister on the
throne—for the sake of his dead father, for the sake of King's Court, and for
the sake of the Ring.
The
second sun sat long in the sky and it was nearing the end of another back-breaking
day of labor, Kendrick supervising a hundred townsfolk as they carried
oversized stones and plastered the ancient wall. Kendrick and his men advised
them on the best place to fortify and defend, where to build parapets and how
to build stone towers that served as lookout points. Before he’d arrived, the
openings to this town’s
a battle occurring at the rear of the lines. He could not understand what was
happening. Were the lord’s men fighting each other?
"More
of your men?" Erec asked the Duke.
But
the Duke shook his head, puzzled, too.
"My
men are all with me. I do not know who attacks them.”
Erec
was baffled as the army facing them broke out into chaos, and as the men began
to turn and flee from the battlefield.
As the
turmoil neared, Erec finally saw what it was. He was breathless at the site.
The lord’s
army was being attacked from the rear by a huge group of creatures. They were
twice as tall as any man, twice as broad, their skin a glowing yellow, each
with two heads, and arms eight feet long. Erec recognized them at once. Covenies.
They were fabled creatures, known to bear a superhuman strength that could tear
a man in half with a single hand. They didn't carry any weapons—they didn't
need to.
Despite
himself, Erec’s heart flooded with fear.
"It's
not possible," Brandt said. "Covenies only live on the far side of
the Canyon. What are they doing here?”
"The
only way they could be here is if they found a breach in the Canyon," the
Duke said.
"Or
if the Shield is down," Erec said gravely.
As Erec
uttered the words he suddenly felt them to be true, and his heart flooded with
true fear. The shield down. The Ring open for attack. It was more than he could
process. He did not worry for himself, but for the fate of the Ring. If the
shield was down here, it could be down all over the entire Ring. They could be
overrun. And worse, the Empire could invade.
The army
before Erec disbanded, fleeing for their lives as more and more Covenies appeared,
attacking them from behind, picking them up with a single hand and biting off
their heads.
"Retreat
to Silesia!" the Duke commanded. "We must seal the gates at once!”
As one
they all turned and charged from the battlefield; Erec stopped only long enough
to ride up beside Alistair, mount Warkfin behind her, and take off with her. He
felt her soft hands clutching him tightly from behind, and feeling her hands on
him, knowing that they were together, that she was safe, made everything right
in the world.
"I
owe you my life," Erec said to her, as they rode with the others.
"And
I owe you mine," she answered.
CHAPTER
EIGHT
Kendrick
stood before the rebuilt town wall, admiring his handiwork. He, along with a
small group of Silver, had been fortifying this wall for days, camped out in
this large town on the Eastern borderlands of the Ring, which had been badly
damaged by the McCloud raid. As the Legion had been dispatched to repair the smaller
villages to the south, Kendrick thought it fitting that the Silver fortify the
bigger cities to the east, in the more dangerous territory close to the McClouds.
It was the right thing to do, to lead by example.
Their
rebuilding efforts had been a success and their time here was almost up. He hadn’t
been home in weeks, hadn’t had any news from the world, and he sorely missed
King's Court, missed his sister, his close friend Atme, all of his brothers in
the Silver—he even missed his squire, Thor. He wanted to get back to King's Court
as soon as possible, to make sure his sister was safe, and to help her oust Gareth.
Having been imprisoned by him, Kendrick, more than most, had felt the touch of
his wrath, and he burned to make wrongs right and to put his sister on the
throne—for the sake of his dead father, for the sake of King's Court, and for
the sake of the Ring.
The
second sun sat long in the sky and it was nearing the end of another back-breaking
day of labor, Kendrick supervising a hundred townsfolk as they carried
oversized stones and plastered the ancient wall. Kendrick and his men advised
them on the best place to fortify and defend, where to build parapets and how
to build stone towers that served as lookout points. Before he’d arrived, the
openings to this town’s
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