Tuur’s cannons, while unable to do more than knock a few stones off the masonry and shake the walls considerably, had played their part in the broader strategy perfectly.
After a brief respite, Hadjar threw himself back into the fray. Not all of the enemy vanguard had given up. There were still hundreds who, huddled together, were continuing to fight.
The General came face to face with a youthful woman wielding two sharp, fanged swords. Several Moon army soldiers had fallen to her blades already, and she whirled among her enemies still, showing no intention of surrendering to them. Indeed, no mercy would have been shown to her even if she’d tried to ask for it.
Hadjar was soon standing before her after moving swiftly through the ranks of his own soldiers.
“You...” The goddess hissed, h
