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quired as to my readiness to treat casualties from the fighting。
The meeting had only one point so far as I was concerned。 The assault was set for dawn； day after the one ing up。 It would continue till the black castle was destroyed or we lost our capacity to attack。
〃The place is a hole in the bottom of the ship of empire；〃 the Lady said。 〃It has to be plugged or we all drown。〃 She entertained no protests from the Duke or Hargadon； both of whom regretted asking her for help。 The Duke was now impotent within his own domain； and Hargadon little better。 The Custodian suspected he would be out of work entirely； once the threat of the castle ended。 Few of the pany and none of the Taken had been at any pains to conceal their disdain for Juniper's odd religion。 Having spent a lot of time among the people； I could say they took it only as seriously as the Inquisitors； Custodians and a few fanatics made them。
I hoped she went slow if she intended changes； though。
Like so slow the pany would be headed elsewhere before she started。 You mess with people's religion and you mess with fire。 Even people who don't much give a damn。 Religion is something that gets hammered in early； and never really goes away。 And has powers to move which go beyond anything rational。
Morning after the day ing up。 Total war。 All…out effort to eradicate the black castle。 Every resource of the Lady； Taken； pany and Juniper to be bent to that end； for as long as it took。
Morning after the day ing up。 But it did not work that way。 Nobody told the Dominator he was supposed to wait。
He got in the first strike six hours before jump…off； while most of the troops and all the civilian laborers were asleep。 While the only Taken patrolling was Journey； who was the least of the Lady's henchmen。
It began when one of those bladder…like things bounced over the wall and filled the gap remaining in the Lieutenant's ramp。 At least a hundred creatures stormed out of the castle and crossed。
Journey was alert。 He had sensed a strangeness in the castle and was watching for trouble。 He came down fast and drenched those attackers with the dust that melted。
Bam！ Bam…bam…bam！ The castle hit him the way it had hit his one…time wife。 He fishtailed through the air； evading the worst； but caught the edge of every crack； and went down smouldering； his carpet destroyed。
The banging wakened me。 It wakened the entire camp； for it started the same time as the alarms and drowned them entirely。
I charged out of the hospital； saw the castle creatures boiling down the steps of the Lieutenant's ramp。 Journey hadn't stopped more than a handful。 They were enveloped by that protective glow One…Eye had encountered once before。 They spread out； sprinting through a storm of missiles from the men who had the watch。 A few more fell； but not many。 They began extinguishing lights； I suppose because their eyes were more suited to darkness than ours。
Men were running everywhere； dragging their clothing on as they rushed toward or away from the enemy。 The laborers panicked and greatly hampered the pany's response。 Many were killed by our men； vexed at finding
them in the way。
The Lieutenant charged through the chaos bellowing orders。 First he got his batteries of heavy weapons manned and trained on the steps。 He sent messengers everywhere； ordering every ballista； catapult； mangonel and trebuchet moved to a position where it could fire on the ramp。 That baffled me only till the first castle creature headed home with a body under each arm。 A storm of missiles hit him； tore the bodies to shreds； battered him to a pulp； and nearly buried him。
The Lieutenant had trebuchets throw cannisters of oil which smashed on the steps and caught fire when flaming balls were thrown after them。 He kept the oil and fire flying。 The castle creatures would not run through the flames。
So much for my thinking the Lieutenant was wasting time building useless engines。
The man knew his job。 He was good。 His preparation and quick response were more valuable than anything done by the Lady or Taken that night。 He held the line in the critical minutes。
A mad battle began the moment the creatures realized they were cut off。 They promptly attacked； trying to reach the engines。 The Lieutenant signaled his under…officers and brought the bulk of his available manpower to bear。 He had to。 Those creatures were more than a match for any two soldiers； and they benefited from the protective glow as well。
Here； there； a brave citizen of Juniper grabbed a fallen weapon and jumped into the struggle。 Most paid the ultimate price； but their sacrifice helped keep the enemy away from the engines。
It was obvious to everyone that if the creatures escaped with many bodies； our cause was lost。 We'd soon be face…to…face with their master himself。
The ball pairs began ing over from Duretile； splashing the night with terrible color。 Then Taken dropped from the night； Limper and Whisper each depositing an egg which hatched the fire that fed on the stuff of the castle。 Limper dodged several attacks from the castle； swooped around； brought his carpet to ground near my hospital； where we were swamped by customers already。 I had to retreat there to do the job for which I was paid。 I kept the uphill tent flaps open so I could watch。
Limper left his aerial steed； marched uphill with a long； black sword that glimmered evilly in the light from the burning fortress。 He radiated a glow not unlike that protecting the castle creatures。 His； however； was far more puissant than theirs； as he demonstrated when he pushed through the press and attacked them。 Their weapons could not reach him。 His sliced through them as though they were made of lard。
The creatures； by that time； had slaughtered at least five hundred men。 The majority were workers； but the pany had taken a terrible beating； too。 And that beating went on even after the Limper turned the tide； for he could engage but one creature at a time。 Our people strove to keep the enemy contained till the Limper could get to them。
They responded by trying to swamp the Limper； which they managed with some success； fifteen or twenty piling on and keeping him pinned by sheer body weight。 The Lieutenant shifted the fire of the engines temporarily； pounded that seething pile till it broke up and the Limper regained his feet。
That ploy having failed； a band of the creatures clotted up and tried to break out to the west。 I don't know whether they planned to escape entirely or meant to swing around and strike from behind。 The dozen who made it through encountered Whisper； and a heavy fall of the melting dust。 The dust killed a half…dozen workers for every castle creature； but it stopped the charge。 Only five creatures survived it。
Those five immediately encountered the portal from elsewhere that expelled the cold breath of the infinite。 They all perished。
Whisper； meantime； was scrambling for altitude。 A drum…roll procession of bangs pursued her up the sky。 She was a better flyer than Journey； but even so could not evade injury。 Down she came； eventually touching down beyond the fortress。
Within the castle itself creatures were out with the cats…o'…nine…tails； extinguishing the fires started by Whisper and the Limper。 The structure had begun to look pathetic； so much of its substance had been consumed。 Gone was the dark； dreadful grace of weeks before。 It was one big； dark； glassy lump； and it seemed impossible that creatures could survive inside it； yet they did； and continued the fight。 A handful came out on the ramp and did something which gnawed black chunks out of the Lieutenant's conflagration。 All the creatures on the slope ran for home； not a one forgetting to scoop up at least one body。
The ice door opened again； its breath dumping on the steps。 The fires died instantly。 A score of the creatures died too； hammered to powder by the Lieutenant's missiles。 The things inside took a tack I had anticipated fearfully since I had seen Feather crash。 They turned their booming spell on the slope。
If it wasn't the thing that had pursued the Lieutenant； Elmo； One…Eye and me that day； it was a close cousin。 There wasn't much flash or smoke when they used it on the slope； but huge holes appeared； often with bloody pulp smashed into their bottoms。
All this happened so swiftly； so dramatically； that nobody really had time to think。 I don't doubt that even the pany would have run had events been stretched out enough to allow thinking time。 As it was； in their confusion； the men had a chance only to pursue roles for which they had been preparing since reaching Juniper。 They stood their ground and； too often； died。
The Limper scampered around the slope like an insane chicken； cackling and hunting creatures who hadn't died on the steps。 There were a score of those； most surrounded by angry soldiers。 Some of the creatures were slain by their own side； for those knots made tempting targets for the booming spell。
Teams of creatures appeared on the ramparts； assembling devices like the one we'd seen them try to use before。 This time there was no Taken above to drop and give them hell。
Not till fool Journey came rushing past the hospital； looking cruelly battered； and stole the Limper's carpet。
It had been my notion that one Taken could not use another's vehicle。 Not so； apparently； for Journey got the thing aloft and dove upon the castle again； dumping dust and another fire egg。 The castle knocked him down again； and despite the tumult； I heard the Limper howling and cursing him for it。
Ever see how a child draws a straight line？ None too straight。 Something as shaky as a child's hand scribbled a wobbly line from Duretile to the black castle。 It hung against the night like an improbable clothesline； wriggling； of indeterminate color； irridescent。 Its tip threw sparks off the obsidian material； like the meeting of flint and steel magnified ten thousand times； generating an actinic glare too intense to view directly。 The entire slope was bathed in wild bluish light。
I put aside my instruments and stepped out to better observe； for down in my gut I knew the Lady anchored the nether end of that scrawl； having entered the lists for the first time。 She was the big one； the most powerful； and if the castle could be reduced at all； hers was the might that would do it。
The Lieutenant must have been distracted。 For a few seconds his fires dwindled。 A half…dozen castle creatures went up the steps； dragging two and three corpses apiece。 A rush of their patriots came out to meet the Limper； who was in hot pursuit。 My guess is they got twelve bodies inside。 Some might not have lost the spark of life entirely。
Chunks flew from the castle where the Lady's line touched； each blazing with that brilliant light。 Thin cracks； in crimson； appeared against the black； spreading slowly。 The creatures assembling the devices retreated； were replaced by others trying to lessen the effects of the Lady's attack。 They had no luck。 Several were knocked down by missiles from the Lieutenant's batteries。
The Limper reached the head of the stairs and stood limned against the glow of a section of castle still afire； sword raised high。 A giant runt； if you will pardon the contradiction。 He is a tiny thing； yet stood huge at that moment。 He bellowed； 〃Follow me！〃 and charged down the ramp。
To my everlasting amazement； men followed him。 Hundreds of men。 I saw Elmo and the remnants of his pany go roaring up； across； and disappear。 Even scores of gutsy citizens decided to take part。
Part of the story of Marron Shed had e out recently； without names or such； but with heavy emphasis on how much wealth he and Raven had garnered。 Obviously； the story had been planted against this moment； when a storm of manpower would be needed to subdue the castle。 In ensuing minutes the call of wealth led many a man from the Buskin up those steps。
Down on the far side of the castle Whisper reached One…Eye's camp。 One…Eye and his men； of course； had stood to arms； but had taken part in nothing yet。 His mine operation had stalled once he was certain there was no way to get around or to breech the substance of the castle。
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