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The Asha’asped "I’ve never seen so many weaves at once," he whispered "I can’t track theht and streaan to for, and lightning struck from above Blasts of thunder overpowered the sounds of dru over the burning carcasses of their brethren The swirling white clouds crashed into the black, boiling te at his cloak

TheWas it the reflection of the swaths of fire, or perhaps the lightning blasts? Al’Thor seeainst the Shadon His Maidens hunched near the ground on either side of hireat wind

Clouds spinning about one anotheracross the top of the hill, taking up the creatures into the air Great waterspouts rose behind,upon the others Ituralde watched with awe, the hair on his ary to the very air itself

A screa, in one of the nearby rooms Ituralde did not turn away from theHe had to watch this beautiful, terrible moment of destruction and Power

Waves of Trollocs broke, the druions of the up the hillside and over one another, fleeing back toward the Blight So them, or too stupid to flee The teht blasting down in ti fla shards of ice

It was a masterwork A terrible, destructive, wonderful masterwork Al’Thor lifted his hand toward the sky The winds grew faster, the lightning strikes larger, the fires hotter Trollocs screa

Al’Thor closed his hand into a fist, and it all ended

The last of the wind-seized Trollocs dropped fro breeze Everything fell silent The flames died, the black and white clouds cleared and opened to a blue sky

Al’Thor lowered his hand The field before him was piled with carcasses atop carcasses Tens of thousands of dead Trollocs s Directly before al’Thor, a pile a hundred paces wide fore five feet tall, ahad it taken? Ituralde found that he could not gauge the ti at the sun, at least an hour had passed Perhaps more It had seemed like seconds

Al’Thor turned to walk away The Maidens rose on shaky feet, stu after him

"What was that screa Did you hear it?"

Ituralde frowned What had that been? He crossed the roo several of Bashere’s officers--following Many others stayed in the roo out at the field that had been cleansed by ice and by fire It was odd, but Ituralde hadn’t been able to spot a single fallen tower atop the hill It was as if al’Thor’s attacks had somehow affected only the Shadon Could a man really be that precise?

The hallway outside was empty, but Ituralde had a suspicion nohere the scream had come from He walked to Lord Torkumen’s door; Bashere unlocked it, and they went inside