Chapter Thirty-Five
Arria tied her long white hair into a ponytail to keep it out of her face. She paced the ranks of Ikchani warriors. They were ready. Erdunadir wasn’t a threat. It was only a small village, but Arria wanted to test her new weapons. The ballistae were pushed to the front. They only had three of them, but they wouldn’t be of much use once the attack started since their army would be in the way. Arria stood in the front, studying the Ikchani. A grin split her face. She touched each ballista in turn before turning around the face the village.
“Release,” she called.
Three large bolts soared into the air. They crashed into the front of the wooden gate of Erdunadir. It wobbled before collapsing onto the ground. Dust spiraled up from the ground, creating a cloud in front of t
