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ime； I thought。 What value mundane siege equipment against minions of the Dominator？ But the Lieutenant was our siege specialist。 He was determined to do things properly； by the numbers； even if the ballistae never were used。 They had to be available。
Sharp…eyed pany members were in the towers near…ing pletion； trying to see into the castle。 One detected movement at the gate。 Instead of raising a fuss； he sent a message down。 The Lieutenant went up。 He decided that someone had left the castle and slipped around to One…Eye's side。 He had drums sounded； trumpets blown； and fire arrows shot into the air。
The alarm wakened me。 I rushed up to see what was happening。 For a while there was nothing to see。
On the far slope One…Eye and Shaky stood to arms。 Their workers panicked。 Many were killed or crippled trying to flee across the brushy； rocky； steep slope。 A minority had sense enough to stand fast。
The castle folks wanted to make a quick strike and catch some of One…Eye's workers； drag them inside； and plete whatever rites were necessary to bring the Dominator through。 Once they were discovered； their strategy shifted。 The men in the towers yelled that more were ing out。 The Lieutenant ordered harassing fire。 He had a couple of small trebuchets chuck balls of burning brush into the area near the gate。 And he sent men to find Goblin and Silent； figuring they could do more than he to provide needed illumination。
Goblin was down in the Buskin。 It would take him an hour to respond。 I had no idea where Silent might be。 I had not seen him； though he had been in Juniper a week。 The Lieutenant had signal fires lighted to warn watchers on Ouretile's walls that we had a situation。
The Taken above finally came down to investigate。 It proved to be the Limper。 His first act was to take a handful of javelins； do something to them； then cast them to earth from above。 They became pillars of chartreuse light between trench and castle。
On the far slope One…Eye provided his own illumination by spinning spiderwebs of violet and hanging their corners on the breeze。 They quickly betrayed the approach of a half…dozen shapes in black。 Arrows and javelins flew。
The creatures suffered several casualties before they took exception。 Light blazed； then faded into a shimmer which surrounded each。 They attacked。
Other shapes appeared atop the castle wall。 They hurled objects down…slope。 The size of a man's head； they bounded toward the minehead。 One…Eye did something to alter their course。 Only one escaped him。 It left a trail of unconscious soldiers and workers。 The castle creatures had； evidently； planned for every possibility but One…Eye。 They were able to give the Limper hell； but did nothing about One…Eye at all。
He shielded his men and made them fight toe…to…toe when the castle creatures closed。 Most of his men were killed； but they wiped out their attackers。
By then the castle creatures were mounting a sortie against the trench and wall； directly toward where I stood watching。 I recall being more puzzled than fearful。
How many were there？ Shed had given the impression the castle was practically untenanted。 But a good twenty…five of them； attacking with wizardry backing them； made the trench and wall almost pointless。
They came out the gate。 And something came over the castle wall； vast and bladder…like。 It hit the ground； bounded twice； mashed down on the trench and palisade； crushing one and filling the other。 The sortie streaked for the opening。 Those creatures could move。
The Limper came down out of the night； shrieking with the fury of his descent； glowing ever more brightly as he dropped。 The glow peeled off in flakes the size of maple seeds； which fluttered in his wake； spinning and twisting earthward； eating into whatever they contacted。 Four or five attackers went down。
The Lieutenant launched a hasty counterattack； finished several of the injured； then had to retreat。 Several of the creatures dragged fallen soldiers toward the castle。 The others came on。
Without a heroic bone in my body； I picked up my heels and headed across the slope。 And a wise move that proved。
The air crackled and sparked and opened like a window。 Something poured through from somewhere else。 The slope froze so cold and so fast the air itself turned to ice。 The air around me rushed into the affected area； and it too froze。 The cold took most of the castle creatures； enveloping them in frost。 A random javelin struck one。 The creature shattered； turning to powder and small shards。 Men hurled whatever missiles were available； destroying the others。
The opening closed after only a few seconds。 The relative warmth of the world sapped the bitter cold。 Fogs boiled up； concealed the area for several minutes。 When they cleared； no trace of the creatures could be found。
Meantime； three untouched creatures raced down the road toward Juniper。 Elmo and an entire platoon raged in pursuit。 Above； the Limper passed the apex of a climb and descended for a strike upon the fortress。 As another band of creatures came out。
They grabbed up whatever bodies they could and hurried back。 Limper adjusted his descent and hit them。 Half went down。 The others dragged at least a dozen dead men inside。
A pair of those flying balls came shrieking across from Duretile and impacted the castle wall； hurling up a shield of color。 Another carpet dropped behind Limper。 It released something which plunged into the black castle。 There was a flash so brilliant it blinded people for miles around。 I was facing away at the moment； but； even so； fifteen seconds passed before my vision recovered enough to show me the fortress afire。
This was not the shifting fire we had seen earlier。 This was more like a conflagration actually consuming the stuff of the fortress itself。 Strange screams came from inside。 They set chills crawling my spine。 They were screams not of pain but of rage。 Creatures appeared on the battlements； flailing away with what looked like cats…o'…nine…tails extinguishing the flames。 Wherever the flames had burned； the fortress was visibly diminished。
A steady stream of ball pairs howled across the valley。 I do not see that they contributed anything； yet I'm sure there was purpose behind them。
A third carpet dropped while Limper and the other were climbing。 This one trailed a cloud of dust。 Wherever the dust touched； it had an effect like Limper's maple seeds； only generalized。 Exposed castle creatures shrieked in agony。 Several seemed to melt。 The others abandoned the walls。 Events proceeded in like fashion for quite a while； with the black castle appearing to get the worst of it。 Yet they had gotten those bodies inside； and I suspected that meant trouble。
Sometime during all this Asa made a getaway。 I was unaware of it。 So was everyone else； till hours later； when Pawnbroker spotted him going into the Iron Lily。 But Pawnbroker was a good distance away； and the Lily was doing a booming business despite the hour； with everyone who could gathered for drinks while watching the fury on the north ridge。 Pawnbroker lost him in the mob。 I expect Asa spoke to Shed's sister…in…law and learned that he； too； had escaped。 We never had time to interview her。
Meantime； the Lieutenant was getting things under control。
He had the casualties cleared away from the break in the circumvallation。 He moved ballistae into position to fire into any further break…out attempt。 He had pit traps dug； sent laborers around to replace those One…Eye had lost。 The Taken continued their harassment of the castle； though at a more leisurely pace。 They had shot their best bolts early。
The occasional pair of balls howled over from Duretile。
I later learned that Silent was throwing them； having been taught by the Taken。
The worst of it seemed over。 Except for the three escapees Elmo was hunting； we had contained the thing。 The
Limper peeled off to join the hunt for the three。 Whisper returned to Duretile to refurbish her store of nasty tricks； Feather patrolled above the castle； dipping down occasionally when its denizens came out to battle the last consum…ing flames。 Relative peace had returned。
Nobody rested； though。 Bodies had been hauled inside。 We all wondered if they had gleaned enough to bring the Dominator through。
But they were up to something else in there。
A group of creatures appeared on the wall； setting up a device pointing down…slope。 Feather dove。
Bam！ Smoke boiled around her； illuminated from within。 She came out wobbling。 Bam！ And bam！ again。 And thrice more still。 And after the last she could no longer hold it。 She was afire； a et arcing up； out； away； and down into the city。 A violent explosion occurred where she hit。 In moments a savage conflagration raged upon the waterfront。 The fire spread swiftly among the tightly packed tenements。
Whisper was out of Duretile and hitting the black castle in minutes； with the vicious dust that melted and the fire that burned the stuff of the fortress itself。 There was an intensity to her flying that betrayed her anger over Feather's fall。
The Limper； meantime； broke off hunting escapees to help fight the fire in the Buskin。 With his aid it was controlled within hours。 Without him the entire district might have burned。
Elmo got two of the fugitives。 The third vanished utterly。 When the hunt resumed with the help of the Taken； no trace could be found。
Whisper maintained her attack till she exhausted her resources。 That came well after sunrise。 The fortress looked more like a giant hunk of slag than a castle； yet she had not overe it。 One…Eye； when he came around seeking more tools； told me there was plenty of activity inside。
Chapter Thirty…Seven： JUNIPER： THE CALM
I caught a two…hour nap。 The Lieutenant allowed half the troops and workers the same； then the other half。 When I wakened； I found few changes； except that the Captain had sent Pockets over to establish a field hospital。 Pockets had been down in the Buskin； trying to win friends with free medical attention。 I looked in； found only a handful of patients and the situation under control； went on to check the siegework。
The Lieutenant had repaired the gap in the palisade and trench。 He had extended both； intending to take them all the way around； despite the difficulty of the nether slope。 New； heavier missile weapons were under construction。
He was not content to rely upon the Taken to reduce the place。 He did not trust them to do the necessary。
Sometime during my brief sleep； drafts of Candy's prisoners came up。 But the Lieutenant did not permit the civilians to leave。 He put them to gathering earth while he scoped out a site for building a ramp。
I suggested； 〃You'd better get some sleep。〃
〃Need to ride herd；〃 he said。 He had a vision。 His talent had gone unused for years。 He wanted this。 I suspect he found the Taken an irritation； despite the formidable nature of the black castle。
〃It's your show；〃 I said。 〃But you won't be much good if they hit back and you're too exhausted to think straight。〃
We were municating on a level outside words。 Weariness had us all fragmented and choppy； neither our thoughts nor actions nor speech moving logically or linearly。 He nodded curtly。 〃You're right。〃 He surveyed the slope。 〃Seems to be clicking。 I'll go down to the hospital。 Have somebody get me if something happens。〃
The hospital tent was the nearest place out of the sun。 It was a bright； clear； intense day； promising to be unseasonably warm。 I looked forward to that。 I was tired of shivering。 〃Will do。〃
He was right about things running smoothly。 They usually do once the men know what has to be done。
From the viewpoint of the Limper； who again had the air patrol； the slope must have looked like an overturned anthill。 Six hundred pany troops were supervising the efforts of ten times as many men from the city。 The road uphill carried so much traffic it was being destroyed。 Despite the night's excitement and their lack of sleep； I found the men in excellent spirits。
They had been on the march so long； doing nothing else； that they had developed a big store of violent energy。 It was pouring out now。