Chapter 37 - To Hold a Bridge
The skittering of hurrying feet, and the small groans of patients being laid on the ground surround Darlana, pricking at her ears with each new entry.
The injured fill the medic tents.
It’s Pameela at her side now. Darlana inquires of the youngster, “Do we still have enough supplies? These attacks don’t stop coming.”
“Yes, Ma’am. We are holding well. Dr. Olina says that the Librarian needs you.” Darlana doesn’t wait for the young woman to call for a guide, but immediately heads for the wall.
Hands grab at her, and lead her to the small hillock, fashioned as a command rise. Patima has trained them all so well.
“That’s the fifth attack,” Darlana croaks out, “we’ve repulsed.”
“No more fighters to send to the wall!” Pratima cries. “Several curtain walls hav
