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Chapters (44)
  1. The Rising
  2. Table of Contents
  3. The Work
  4. The New
  5. The Miracle
  6. The Battle of the Heights
  7. The Losses
  8. The Rejection
  9. The Grieving
  10. The Brother
  11. The Legends
  12. The Women
  13. The Ink
  14. The Vengeance
  15. The Report
  16. The New Airen
  17. The Introduction
  18. The Adrift
  19. The Finding
  20. The Training
  21. The Assignments
  22. The Shimmering
  23. The Interrogation
  24. The Drawing
  25. The Revelation
  26. The Escape
  27. The Rainbow
  28. The Discussion
  29. The Deep
  30. The Dragons
  31. The Visit
  32. The Reckoning
  33. The Twist
  34. The Examination
  35. The Tomes
  36. The Feint
  37. The Pursuit
  38. The Rising
  39. The Aftermath
  40. Chapter One Hundred & Fifty-Five
  41. The Epilogue
  42. About the Author
  43. Books by Kristen Ashley
  44. Connect with Kristen Ashley

And the last advantage to their preliminary attack was that, when Gallienus was king, the landed gentry were given the option of whether or not to send their militias if the king called them to service.

Some did.

Most did not.

Those who did not used their militias to keep the peace in their fiefdoms, this mostly taking the form of intimidating and bullying recalcitrant vassals, mutinous peasants or upstart merchants and freemen.

As such, the soldiers they were fighting were not well trained and had little to no experience.

Very different from the Airenzian and Nadirii warriors who they now faced.

But this was not all there was to that particular advantage, for some of these men weren’t militia at all.

Just dissenters to Cassius’s vision of the future of Airen.

So, they had no experience and very little training, if any.

And they realized, quickly, and for some it was the last thing on this earth they learned, how important it was to be trained to face battle.

The disadvantages, Cass noted immediately, started with the fact that the militias had trolls.

Trolls had skin tough as leather, bones strong as steel, and the worst, they felt very little pain.

They were not impossible to kill.

They were just difficult to kill and even more difficult to maim, for if a troll sustained an injury, even a mortal one, he would just keep fighting until he dropped.

The other disadvantage to Cass and Elena’s troops was that there were just so fucking bloody many of them.

The trolls had been activated, and he knew some of his people were being pulled from their horses, when Cassius’s next planned advantage was put to use.

As previously decided, when Nadirii and Airenzian began to get unhorsed, the Zees appeared as they were very good at doing—from what seemed to be thin air.

They attacked at the left flank.

And by “the Zees,” it was not only the Patras.

Silvanus had talked six tribes into joining him and Fern’s army with the intent to cause havoc in Airen. More land for them to roam, if it was made safe for them to do so.

In other words, more people for them to divest of their belongings in a charming way that was still thievery.

The tribes didn’t need much talking to agree, Silvanus had shared.

They enjoyed causing havoc.

And thievery.

Which meant a good two hundred and fifty men were entering the fray to the left.

And it had long since been agreed by all realms that magic could not be used in battle.

This meant there had been much discussion the previous eve if this agreement amongst realms held true in a civil unrest.

In other words, would he and Elena allow the Nadirii to use battle magic.

In the end, Cassius and Elena had agreed to uphold the accord that banned magic in battle.