Chapter Forty-Seven
Arria watched as the gate finally fell. It was covered in orange and black flames. The wizard had finally done something right. She wondered if it would be easier to go ahead and kill him now to save herself any more frustration. Arria let it roll off her mind as she charged into the gate with the rest of the Ikchani. She allowed many of them to enter first. After all, she didn’t want to be the target of hundreds of awaiting arrows. She let hundreds enter before her before she decided to step through herself.
Inside the city, her view was glorious. Stone littered the ground where the catapults had collapsed towers on the inside of the city. Weapons raised, Ikchani ran forward, deeper into the city, screaming into the wind. Arria rather liked the Ikchani. Yes, they wer
