The Wizard’s Keep boiled with activity. From the tallest towers the trumpeters blew "Assembly" over and over. Down on the drill ground armored guardsmen fell in rank by rank while the drummers beat the Call To Arms on the great bass drums that hung by the reviewing stand. From the aeries below wing after wing of dragons rose and circled and grouped themselves into larger formations.
In the Watch Room every post was manned. The Watchers on the main floor murmured into communications crystals or peered into scrying glasses for some sign of the enemy. On the wall behind them glowed a huge map of the northern end of castle island, casting an eerie bluish glow over the proceedings.
On the dais at the opposite end of the room groups of wizards hovered over their own crystals and muttered spells and incantations. Bal-Simba was there, seated in his raised chair where he could watch and command everything. Judith was there, seated next to Moira at a small table to Bal-Simba’s right. Arianne was at his left and next to her, the elf duke.
Aelric stood tall and terrible in shining silver mail of elven metal. His helm, intricately and carefully wrought, extended down over his cheeks and neck, unlike the conical helms of the Council’s guardsmen. But save for the nose guard it left his face unprotected.
"Is there aught else?" Bal-Simba asked the people clustered around him. Arianne and Moira shook their heads and Aelric said nothing.
"My Lady Judith?"
"We’re as ready as we’ll ever be. The dragon riders have got the new spread-spectrum communications crystals so they can cut through the jamming, the guardsmen have the last of the special weapons and the scouting demons are deploying now." She took a deep breath. "It’s going to be rough, but Craig’s in a world of hurt unless he can make a saving roll."
"Saving roll?"
"Uh, unless he gets lucky."
Aelric smiled without warmth. "Fear not, Lady; luck they shall not have this day."
Bal-Simba looked around the group once more. "Aught else? Then we are ready."
Aelric bowed to the group. "If you will excuse me, I have my own part to play. This battle will not be fought entirely in the World you know and my own role comes-elsewhere." He started to go and then turned back. "One other thing. You may find you have acquired some unexpected allies. I would suggest that you simply accept such help as you are given." He picked his way off the crowded dais and strode toward the door.
Moira followed him and caught up with him in the corridor.
"You came back."
Aelric looked down at her. "Did you doubt that I would, Lady?"
She stopped. "Lord…" The elf duke turned back at the sound of her voice.
"Lord, I have not properly thanked you for your aid. I have been surly and ill-natured to you and," her eyes begin to fill with tears and the words came with a rush, "and I am sorry and thank you. That is all I wish to say."
"You are most welcome, Lady," Duke Aelric said, ignoring her tears. "Truly this has not been easy for any of us."
"I wish there was something I could do to make up for everything."
"Bend every power you possess to our victory," Duke Aelric said. "Then hope that it is enough."
The dwarves were panting and exhausted by the time they reached the base of the castle. The explosions and beams of burning light had never come close but they had taken them as a hint and crossed the plain at a dead run. Since dwarves are too short and stumpy for distance running they were pretty well worn out.
A dozen dwarves slumped down in a row beneath the towering walls of living rock and gulped great lungfuls of air. Out on the plain the explosions continued unabated.
"Now that we’re here," Thorfin gasped after several minutes, "how do we get inside?"
"Place isn’t spelled against us," said Snorri. "Don’t see any gates, though."
"Gates would be guarded," Gimli pointed out.
"There are openings further up," Glandurg shaded his eyes and craned his neck. "Leave your packs here and bring only what we shall need for the final assault."
Thorfin and Snorri looked at each other and shifted uneasily. "You mean those openings that spout fire and explosions every so often?"
"You have a better idea? I thought not."
The wall was solid rock and so steep it was only a few degrees off vertical. But dwarves are creatures of the mountains and if they cannot run they can climb like flies.
Glandurg lifted Blind Fury high above his head with both hands.
"Forward!" he proclaimed. "For glory and honor!" Glandurg turned and began to climb the wall. Behind him his loyal followers hesitated and then started after him.
It took Mick and Karin longer to cross the plain. Mick insisted on going flat every time the artillery came within a few hundred yards of them. Fortunately the fire never got really close and their only injury was to Stigi, who received a scratch from a shell fragment.
"Well, we’re here," Mick said as they rested in the shade of the wall. "Now are you satisfied?"
"I wonder if we can get inside?" Karin said thoughtfully.
"Even for you that’s a crazy notion. We’ve done too much already."
"Let us work our way along the wall and see if we can find a gate," she went on as if she had not heard him.
Mick looked at her, sighed and nodded.
The things men do for love!
"The scouts are in position," the Watcher reported.
Bal-Simba looked up at the display. Already it was beginning to show the information pouring in from tens of thousands of scouting demons like the ones Wiz and his company had used to locate the heart of Bale-Zur in the City of Night.
Unlike those demons, these absorbed everything that happened around them and transmitted the information back to dozens of concentrators floating well to the south out of the battle zone.
Circling off the southern end of the island was a thing like a gray tarp, a relay for communications and the concentrators. It absorbed the information, did some preliminary filtering and fed it back to the relay. The relay in turn passed the information back to the Watchers in the Capital.
As one, the controllers in the pit looked up at Bal-Simba. The giant wizard took a deep breath. Then he nodded.
The controllers turned back to their crystals and the attack was on.