![]() It knocks some of the shells and missiles off course, and a few land harmlessly in the river while others spiral off into the fog. A howling gale streaks over the Square, blowing from somewhere behind us. ![]() House Laris is still allied to Cal, and they use their ability to its full extent. This city was built to survive, and that’s what it’s trying to do.Ī wind picks up, probably born of our own windweavers. A few telkies stand at the turrets, using their abilities to fling explosives with deadly aim. They’re usually disguised as part of the walls around the Square, or supports to the Bridge, but not now. The turrets up ahead spit sparks and hot iron, flashing with gunfire. And the Nortan guns only add to the chaotic din. ![]() Between the thunder of the ships and the scream of the jets, I can barely hear myself think. The Lakelanders have aerial battalions of their own, as does Piedmont in fewer numbers. The Air Fleet races among the clouds, still weaving through the sky, peppering the armada as best they can with all they can. ![]()
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