Sanctuary by Fergal F. Nally

Author:Fergal F. Nally [Nally, Fergal F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-05-16T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

Serpent of Chaos

Jotkim looked at Travin. "We can muster a thousand mammoths. Mostly male juveniles, they'll follow the matriarchs. There'll be thirty of them. They'll be battle ready in two weeks. The clans can muster ten thousand warriors. They'll march under my banner, but will answer to their houses under battle conditions. It's our way. We'll use the mammoths to charge and terrorise the enemy. Even if they use enchantments, there'll be too many targets for them to handle."

Travin waited for Jotkim to finish.

"What about the thrall magic the Magisters use? It defeated the angels; Satkir and his cohorts were captured and enslaved by the Magisters. Thrall magic is a powerful force. Who knows what else they'll have by the time we strike. Is there no way of readying your force sooner?"

Jotkim looked unconcerned. "The mammoths need to be brought in from the tundra. It's a huge area to cover. Already my messengers are sending out the call. It'll take two weeks to muster our army. Unless you want to split the force?"

"No, no. We'll only get one strike at the viper's nest. We need to deal a killing blow, victory has to be absolute, surprise is our only ally. They'll not be expecting a hammer blow from the north. Timing is everything. The bulk of their armies are in the east striking at the Raven. Their reserves and rearguard are strong but if we can rout them… then we can take the main force by surprise and weaken them by cutting off their supply chain. Then we can crush them once and for all."

"It's settled then." Jotkim stood. "The frost giants will at long last reclaim the frontier lands from the Magisters. What will happen to the southern lands once you have destroyed the magic users and their armies? Who is there to take up the reins of power?"

Travin sighed. "That's a good question my friend. When there's a vacuum, the strong rise. I hope to oversee an orderly transition of power in the time after the Magisters' defeat. It may take time, the royal houses are gone, but I'm hopeful. There'll be those men and women who remember what life was like before the tyranny of the Magisters. It wasn't perfect, but then nothing ever is, it's the nature of things."

The giant and the angel looked at each other. Their path was clear, their destiny intertwined. The bond between them was deep. Travin knew Jotkim was his champion to the end. Travin did not entertain the thought of failure. He could not give defeat any energy, any consideration.

Travin spent the next few weeks watching Jotkim's forces gather in the plains. It was an impressive sight. Winter's grip on the land was absolute; ice ruled the plains. However, the frost giants and their mammoths were superbly adapted to the hostile conditions. They were immune to cold, to the fierce storms and lack of food. They were survivors; descendants from something ancient, something pure and elemental. They were of the Erthe and her spirit.

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