No one had ever warned her that war was so boring. In all the history books, it was so glorious and full of action. This...not so much. The first assault on the castle had led to precisely nothing. There was some kind of force field around the castle which had rebuffed the Kabouters underground and Amber and Izban above it.
"Please tell me one of you know what we're up against?" she begged the people surrounding her.
They shook their heads, all in various states of denial about the situation.
"Luc?" She turned to the daimon, hoping he'd have some kind of answer. He was supposed to be her guide, yet he wasn't doing much guiding right at that moment.
"I'm sorry, this isn't anything I've ever come across before," he admitted.
Macey kicked the ground, stubbing her toe. She scowled, unsure
