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Chapter 13 — The Wall Burns

Author: Mhaelorawrites
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-12 07:33:00

The first crack in the gate sounded like a tree splitting in a storm.

Eolan felt it through the soles of his boots, a deep, shuddering tremor that ran up the stone steps. Snow drifted down from the ramparts above as defenders rushed past, their armor rattling.

“They’re hitting the main gate again,” Arwyn said, strapping his shield tight. His voice was hoarse from shouting orders and smoke. “Harder this time.”

Another impact followed, louder, closer—wood splintering under the rhythm of the battering ram. The northern heir’s banner snapped in the icy wind atop the gatehouse, its blue wolf’s head stark against the snowstorm.

From their position on the inner wall, Eolan could see the enemy’s front ranks clearly now—mercenaries in mismatched black armor, shields painted with the jagged claw-mark insignia. Behind them, a siege tower crept forward, its wheels crunching through the frozen ground, flames licking from the tarred hides stretched over its frame.

“They’re trying to take the wall,
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