At last! An update! Hopefully I'll be able to publish more often now- we'll see how it goes!
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The Darkspawn were not this far into the city and so we had plenty of time to race to Fort Drakon where I knew Riordan was headed.
The troops that had arrived to aid us were all around us, some directing city folk, some aiding the wounded and others still fighting the Darkspawn back.
Perhaps this might be easier than I'd feared.
"What do we do even if we take the Archdemon out of the sky? How are we going to fight that thing?" Alistair questioned, grabbing my shoulder and attention.
I could not answer as I watched a distant elf cut into a Darkspawn with her dagger, taking it down and then moving to a second one near her.
The Darkspawn would never stop.
They would never give us a moment's peace as long as we were alive. They existed solely on their hate for human and other kind and were fueled by the never-ending rage within them.
How could we ever fight that?
This conflict would never end, no matter how many battles we could win.
It would go on forever.
"Detra!"
Alistair shook me out of my thoughts and I looked at him.
"Are you all right?"
I was not but I could not let Alistair know this.
"I am fine. Let's continue to Fort Drakon."
Just as we set out again, another roar shook the area and we saw the Archdemon once again circling over head.
I did not want a repeat of its last attack so I ordered everyone into cover until I could think of something.
Zevran was next to me behind the stone wall and I heard him speak.
"I just want you to know that the matter we spoke of earlier has been handled."
My mind was too flooded to understand what he meant and I could only look at him, dumbfounded.
Zevran knew he had to explain.
"The assassin?"
I looked at Zevran, piecing together in my head that he meant the assassin who had bested Leliana.
I nodded to him, unable to think and speak at the same time at this moment.
"I just wanted you to know before we all die a horrible, screaming death."
Listening to the Archdemon screech above us, it was hard to argue with Zevran's assumption.
I peered from behind the wall and saw the Archdemon circling what I believed to be Fort Drakon, seemingly very agitated with someone or something on the roof.
I knew at once who it must be.
"Riordan! He is up there!"
I stood from behind the wall and ran forward a bit, stopping to watch once again.
The Archdemon roared and dove dangerously close to the roof of the fort and actually took some of the roof with it. The Archdemon continued to roar but this time it was different; this was pain.
I could just barely make out movement on the Archdemon's back and all suddenly fell into place.
Riordan was on the back of the Archdemon.
"Holy...Riordan is on the Archdemon! We have to... we have to do something!"
Everyone's eyes turned skyward and we watched and listened to the Archdemon screech in pain and continually smash into buildings left and right, trying to shake the Warden from its back.
"What can we do?" Eamon shouted above the din.
"We can't do anything from down here! We must move to the roof and quickly!"
I ran ahead of the group but kept my eyes somewhat on the sky, watching the fight continue.
"Wait- look!" Leliana yelled from beside me.
The Archdemon swooped against yet another building and crumbled the roof of that as well and we saw the figure move onto its wing. The two headed towards Fort Drakon again and a terrible shriek rang through our ears as the Archdemon dove and twisted through the sky. It seemed to be having trouble staying in the sky and we saw the figure slide from the wing and plummet down to the street below, watching in horror.
I could only cover my mouth and turn away as the figure, Riordan, landed.
Another Warden down.
We could see now that the Archdemon's wing had been sliced in half and it could not maintain itself in the sky. We watched it struggle briefly but then it sailed down towards the roof below- Fort Drakon. It crashed into the edge of it and we watched it scramble to remain on the roof but it could not and half of the roof toppled to the ground below with it.
We all could only stare as we felt the gigantic rumble of the Archdemon slamming into the earth not far from us.
Any hope of it already being dead or incapacitated was short-lived as we heard it roar and endeavor to right itself on its feet as debris still fell upon it from what was left of the rooftop.
A plan formed in my head and I turned to my group.
"This is our chance! We must get at it while it is no longer aloft!"
We saw a fiery object come down and hit the Archdemon as it writhed and it roared again.
"There are still people on the roof, there must be a ballista!" Zevran noted, moving in close.
My eyes scanned our surroundings and I noted that many of the roofs about us had fires going on them when I heard the strange language again in my head, followed by a chill up my spine.
The Archdemon was calling to the Darkspawn, to aid it.
Alistair and I both turned to one another and we knew we did not have long to fell the beast as the army it called for would soon be upon us.