Siege At The Settlements (Book 6) - Plot & Excerpts
The framework of the stone and iron bridge was nothing short of enormous. Spectacular. Ancient. Foreboding. Bayzog sweated. The heat from the fiery river below made all his clothes stick to his body. It was humid. Hot. Nasty. His enemies that led them from one side to the other had never smelled worse either. He fought the urge to cover his nose. You’re a goblin, remember? And that was what bothered him. The potion. Normally, the enchanted liquid would last a day, maybe longer, but in this case it was split three ways. Morning approached. If anything, they maybe had an hour. Probably less. And it had already taken half an hour to get across the bridge. What do I do when we change? He held the Elderwood Staff close to his chest. It didn’t look like much now, but it gave him comfort. He ran through an inventory of spells in his mind. I know what I can do. But what will they do? Brenwar and Ben stood nearby.
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