The elf arrived back from the castle wall. Ing gazed up from his work. “So it is a siege then?”
“Did you really think goblins would agree to go against their troll master and be concerned about an army of two?” Kipp dismounted and tethered his mount to a nearby tree. The wizard then sat in a meditative position. “I will require a few hours to build up the focus for your impending attack.”
“That gives me plenty of time to find the right battering ram.” Ing stood and eyed his freshly sharpened axe.
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