Soon, the city was ready for battle — as much as it could be ready, considering the circumstances.
Azarax was not going to limit the assault to just the riverbed, of course. In order to divert Effie's focus from only protecting the relatively narrow span of the city wall where the grate was located, he was sending his warriors forward across the entire length of the wall.
Out there in front of the city, a vast ocean of helmets was flowing forward, countless war horns roaring like thunder. It was as if a steel tide was devouring the world — inevitable, unstoppable — minutes away from crashing into the proud walls of the besieged stronghold.
Among the ocean of steel, immense forms of Transcendent champions loomed, emanating a terrifying sense of danger. Pulled by some of these gargantuan creatures, colossal siege towers rolled forward, tens of thousands of soldiers sheltered in their armored depths.
