Okay,I would like to thank everyone for the reviews. It seems like everyone wants longer chapters and more descriptions so here goes. It wasn't so much I was too lazy as it was me being afraid of rambling on and on and on. But I'll try. Let me know if it's any better or if it's worse.
Two Months Later
The elves and the Varden had agreed to attack Dras'Leona from either side and unite their armies after the battle was over so they could march to Uru'baen. Arya had to use magic to make Eragon's too-big armor fit and she had used magic to color her thin,elvish blade the sapphire blue of a rider's sword. She could be mistaken at a distance for Eragon but at closer scrutiny it would become all too apparent that she was not the lost blue rider.
Islanzadi had sent in elvish troops to bolster the ranks of the Du Vrangr Gata,who were not really effective magicians to begin with. Nasuada had put four of the strongest elven spellcasters under Trianna's command. And she had allowed Arya and Blodgharm to organize the other twenty elves under Blodgharm's command. Arya and Saphira had decided to ask the elves to help them try to scry Eragon after the battle was over.
It was a tactical meeting early in the morning just before they began the battle."We must attack before the sun rises,"Nasuada said,"If we attack at early morning in the south,perhaps the elves will be able to surprise them from the north when they advance later in the day."
"A sound enough plan,but how do you plan on breaking down the gates?They have been augmented by magic,"King Orrin asked with a mischievous look in his eyes.
"We intend to use our spellcasters to shatter their wards,then use a battering ram. If the battering ram fails we will use magic to shatter the iron grate,though that would take a titanic amount of energy that our spellcasters may need later,"Nasuada answered.
"Well,"Orin said with a coyote smile,"After extensive experimentation in my laboratory,I have created a kind of explosive. It should have a great enough blast to drain the energy of the magicians who put wards on the gate badly enough to kill them,as well as obliterate the gate itself and the surrounding wall. And with luck,perhaps even the guards behind the gate."
"Orin...The battlefield is not an experiment. If your 'explosive' fails,then what?"Nasuada growled out harshly.
"Then...We use the battering ram. Or use the trebuchet to rip a hole through the wall,"Orin said with a look of triumph on his face,"However if the bomb works I believe we should have at least three regiments worth of cavalry ready to charge through the breech. They would not expect the blast and the cavalry would take fell advantage of their disarray."
"I really hope this works Orrin,"Nasuada said,"Because if it doesn't it will cost us many lives"
"And if it does it will save many more,"Orin answered quaintly.
Saphira was still angry at Arya for Agaeti Blodhren,but she allowed her to ride on her shoulder's in the place of her lost rider. Damned stupid pointy-ears two-leg,The dragoness grumbled to herself.
Did you say something ,Saphira?Arya's annoying,tinkling voice echoed through Saphira's mind. No,I did not say anything,Saphira answered stiffly. Stupid elf,Saphira thought to herself.
The battle is beginning,ready yourselves,Nasuada said through both their minds. Good,The sapphire dragoness growled back.
We are ready,Again Arya's tinkling voice echoed through Saphira's mind as she spoke with Nasuada,only angering Saphira further.
To herself Saphira said,It is a good thing I will be ripping soldiers apart soon,otherwise when my Eragon returns,he may find his 'true love' torn to pieces.
Saphira launched into the sky with the elf she so disdained riding upon her back.
Naturally,when the question of who was going to carry the explosive was raised,Roran Garrowson of Carvahall and his men were the first to volunteer."Get moving!"Roran bellowed as they carried the massive chunk of iron,"If we don't move faster the archers will kill us all!"
An arrow flew past Horst's face,bouncing off the iron-casted bomb. Just as the neared the wall a pair of soldiers dropped a massive piece of some building from above the gate,it killed four of the six man crew. That left only Roran and Horst to drag the gigantic bomb the last few meters to the gate.
They dragged it a few yards closer,but the Empire's archers,realizing that they weren't under them yet,fired a concentrated volley. Roran looked up and saw the black shafts coming against the sky that had been reddened from the smoke wafting from the burning city.
"Get behind the bomb!"Roran yelled at Horst. Roran was fast enough,but Horst was hit three times in the right shoulder. Roran grabbed his leg and dragged him behind the bomb. Roran looked at Horst's shoulder. It wasn't a fatal wound,especially not with magic.
Roran just lie there thinking about what to do. Eragon's rock!Roran suddenly thought. He crouched and tried to delve into his mind."Risa!"He exclaimed. The bomb did not move.
Unlike before,he felt something in his mind. Like a wall. He attacked it with his mind."Risa!"He roared as the wall broke. The bomb shuddered and rose a foot off the ground but not forward. He could feel it draining his energy. He let it slip. He heard Carn's voice in his mind, Ganga is forward. He felt a small trickle of energy augmenting his own.
He stared at the bomb and delved deeper into his mind shattering the barrier once more."RISA,GANGA!"He roared. The bomb rose into the air and began to move forward. Roran lifted unconscious Horst onto his shoulders and carried him as he stayed low behind the bomb.
Finally,they reached the wall of Dras'Leona. The bomb collided with the iron portcullis that served as the gate. Roran let the bomb drop. He fell to the ground,exhausted. He let Horst slip to the ground. He crawled forward,straining for energy and grabbed the rope-fuse of the bomb.
He let Carn's energy build up in him until he felt strong enough to run,then he pulled out the small torch on his belt and lit it with his knife and a piece of flint. He let the torch burn for a few moments until it was strong enough to light the fuse,then held it to the fuse.
It sparked and sizzled then started to burn. He threw the torch down an ran to Horst,slung him over his own shoulder,and ran away from the wall. The archers fired at him as he ran,but the death-bringing shafts were stopped. Stopped by wards with a blue sheen.
As the fused burned out into the bomb itself,both the Varden and the Empire grew deathly silent. Then,with a ear-shattering rapport,exploded. The blast knocked the Varden soldiers down hundreds of yards away and threw tons of rock up into the air,destroying buildings in the city with segments of the wall.
When the smoke cleared the gate and all the buildings near the gate,were gone. There were soldiers and archers buried in the rubble and,thankfully,no civilians.
I tried to make this one longer and more detailed. So...did I?
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