I had never been to the capital, I had never seen its magnitude or the sheer size of the ancient black walls that surrounded the old city.
I had never imagined what was before me.
The wicked-looking crystal glinted like the eyes of a predator, the land surrounding was charred and gray, the smoke almost leaching out of the land. The thousands and thousands of homes, shops and markets in the surrounding spaces.
The attack.
How beautiful the city must have looked before the fall of the king. Now bloody helmets lined the gravel track leading past the tall broken gates, through the winding city streets. It was at the very edge of the city. The destruction was the worst. Homes burned to the ground, families crying as they waded through the rubble. Bodies scattered, nothing more than a sheet
