Then the ruin of Caer D'nar came into view and for a moment Fer couldn't believe what she was seeing. The watchtower had been a constant presence in her life: visible for miles around, glimpsed between trees or over the tops of roofs. She'd walked under it many times on the road north. Now it lay in shattered ruins, the tower's back broken as its stones littered the edge of the river. The undain had destroyed the fortress of the wyrm lords.
Xoster roared in fury at the sight, Fer feeling the beast's rumble through her body as much as she heard it. When the sound had faded, Lugg shouted, “Can you see the undain? Are they still there?”
There were only a few figures crawling over the ruined walls of the fortress, no sign of an attacking force. Perhaps the Angere army had been defeated. Fer
