Chapter 21
“Down!” Rissa ordered as the arrows and iron bolts from the ballista flew overhead. She pulled her magic from deep inside, adding it to the projectiles launching toward their enemy. “Put your magic behind it,” she yelled at the archers, hoping this time to succeed. The last attack had been blocked with a protective barrier. She hoped this time their magic was strong enough to pierce that barrier and take out some of their enemy. Holding her breath in prayer, she watched helplessly as the arrows and bolts bounced off the shield and fell to the ground.
“Dammit,” She growled, and gripped the back of her neck in frustration. Eisner’s men were strong. Stronger than she expected. But then again, out there among the grass and trees the magic grew strongest. They could rejuvenate a lo
