19. Crashing to the Ice
AndarCait watched on helplessly as the second and third bone catapults lurched into life, frames twitching as their arms strained backward to unleash their boulders against the walls of Caer L'dun. The first projectile had smashed through the walls not far away. She'd felt the old stones quake at the force of the impact. More than one dragonrider had been hurled to the ground, and others lay crushed under falling masonry. Perhaps the next boulder would hit the tower she and Hellen stood in. Perhaps the living machines would even try and topple the watchtower itself. It would explain why Menhroth had gone to the trouble of crafting the huge siege engines. With the Spirit being piped directly into them, they had to be capable of enormous destruction.
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