Siege of Darkness by Salvatore R.A

Author:Salvatore, R.A. [R.A., Salvatore,]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-08-06T14:29:32.073000+00:00

clouds thickened the air. Even worse for the drow, the wizards countered as they had always

countered fire, with spells creating water. So great was their response, that the flames would have

been quenched, except that Alustriel did not relent, continued to rush about the copse, even

cut into the copse wherever she found a break. No water, not the ocean itself, could

extinguish the fires of her enchanted chariot. As she continued to fuel the flames, the drenching

spells by the wizards added steam to the smoke, thickened the air so that the dark elves could not

see at all and could not breathe.

Alustriel trusted in her horses, extensions of her will, to understand her intent and keep the

chariot on course, and she watched, her spells ready, for she knew the enemy could not remain

within the copse. As she expected, a drow floated up through the trees, rising above the inferno,

levitating into the air and trying to orient himself to the scene beyond the copse.

Alustriel's lightning bolt hit him in the bark of the head and sent him spinning over and

over, and he hung, upside down and dead, until his own spell expired, dropping him back into the

trees.

Even as she killed that wizard, though, a ball of flame puffed in the air right before the

chariot, and the speeding thing, and Alustriel with it, plunged right through. The Lady of

Silverymoon was protected from the flames of her own spell, but not so from the fireball, and

she cried out and came through pained, her face bright from burn.

* * * * *

Higher up the mountainside, Besnell and his soldiers witnessed the attack against Alustriel.

The elf steeled his golden eyes; his men cried out in outrage. If their earlier exploits had been

furious, they were purely savage now, and Berkthgar's men, fighting beside them, needed no

prodding.

Goblins and kobolds, bugbears and orcs, even huge minotaurs and skilled drow, died by the

score in the next moments of battle.

It hardly seemed to matter. Whenever one died, two took its place, and though the

knights and the barbarians could have cut through the enemy lines, there was nowhere for them

to go.

Farther to the west, his own Longriders similarly pressed, Reg-weld understood their only

hope. He leaped Puddlejumper to a place where there were no enemies and cast a spell to send

a message to Besnell.

To the west! the wizard implored the knight leader.

Then Regweld took up the new lead and turned his men and the barbarians closest to them

westward, toward Keeper's Dale, as

the original plan had demanded. The drow wizards had been silenced, momentarily at

least, and now was the only chance Reg-weld would have.

A lightning bolt split the darkening air. A fireball followed, and Regweld followed that, leaping

Puddlejumper over the ranks of his enemies and loosing a barrage of magical missiles below him

as he flew.

Confusion hit the enemy ranks, enough so that the Longriders, men who had fought beside

the Harpells for all their lives and understood Regweld's tactics, were able to slice through,

opening a gap.

Beside them came many of the Settlestone warriors and the few remaining horsemen from

Nesme.

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