Chapter 281: Blood And Snow (IV) (1/2)
After the surrender of the snow elf commander, it didn't take too long for Rezar to find out that the detonator for the pillars beneath rising snow city was missing. It was good news, it meant that his army could quickly occupy the city and then march onwards to the seat of snow elf power. It was a great achievement for his soldiers, but neve the less he had other things to worry about, and that lay in the report Alistair just sent to him.
Rezar looked up at the messenger then back at the tablet in front of him. The information placed in front of him was extremely worrying, and even more so when he was right in the middle of a war. He perused the report that had been compiled, paying closer attention to the detail before he looked up and said.
”So you're telling me that right now, there's giant slab of rock 10 kilometers across hanging over my capital city.”
”Yes your Majesty.”
”And no one knows what it is, except for the fact that its releasing massive waves of energy, and is giving of a pattern that speaks of an impending explosion.”
”That's correct your majesty.” Rezar looked at the messenger straight in the eye, causing a wave of discomfort that the messenger almost couldn't handle. He took an involuntary step back as Rezar leaned back with a pensive yet annoyed look on his face.
”Get me Lenore and then get me Alistair on coms. Give the order to halt all advancement and have all the troops retreat back to rising snow city. There should be no more movements until I give orders. Dismissed!”
The messenger quickly left Rezar's tent, and just in time too as the irate king flipped over the table that was in front of him. He knew that whatever was going on back home was not a random occurrence. While he and his soldiers braved the snow and wind and the mountains to get to the snow elves and dwarves. They had already gotten the drop on him and had left a rock the size of his fucking city hanging over it.
There was no doubt that this was the work of the snow elves, Rezar wasn't stupid. He has been in their bloody city before, even if it was just a glimpse he had an idea of just how powerful their military could possibly be, yet here he was running roughshod over them without much of a fight.
It had all been a distraction, he should have known better. They had repeatedly provoked him, all the while knowing just how dangerous a person he was, and just how fierce his army was. And when he came for them they didn't even put up a proper
fight, everything had been a breeze. They easily gave up rising snow city because the city itself was a ticking bomb, even with a missing detonator.
And there was no telling if there was just one fucking detonator, but none the less the snow elves had one upped him. Heck it could even be said that he had lost the fight from the very moment he marched on their mountain. He had to burry back to Morte Bianca, they had contingencies and weapons to put a stop to the bloody meteorite above the city, and even the shields of the city would hold against its weight.
But the shield wasn't supreme. If they destroyed the meteorite, hundreds of pieces of debris of varying sizes would rain down on Morte Bianca. And while the shield would be able to stop some of them, that much bombardment would ruin everything and leave the city in shambles. They would tear through the shield like a needle through a balloon.