THE GREAT WALL 5.10

It was the second time she had seen the Great Wall. But now it appeared even higher, so much so that the shadow it casted enveloped every rock in the savannah, trying to swallow the sun. The march had stopped. As soon as it resumed, the slaughter would begin.

The silence was broken by the thunder of dozens of trumpets. Then the rain of arrows began. The ballista fired once, but the projectile fell weak long before it reached them. The Wind Paws had broken them. They had also snapped several of their bows and crossbows, but not all.

"This is going to be more complicated than I thought, with the broken ballistae and all," confessed Zanarah, who had insisted on going with them. "If the plan was to sneak in at night and open the gates, we can throw it out now."

Scourge looked straight ahead. Not looking away, he added: