SHATTERED TIES 6.3
Nothing but bones remained of what had once been the first human stronghold. The wall stood like the lifeless, inert carcass of a giant snake. The slaves had been annexed to the empire led by his only son. The battle had been brief, but that moment of blood and death had felt like an eternity. The humans knew their plans, and soon they would attack with all their might. All these ghosts lived in Fizkwik's mind and prevented her from enjoying the victory. Her son, Ewik, looked happy. He tasted the sheep meat with great pleasure and enjoyed the singing of the avians and the gnome dances around the campfire.
Fizkwik got up and retreated. She needed to think. She climbed to the top of one of the castle towers that had not fallen and looked up at the stars.