Magnus’s voice echoed across the bridge, “Close ranks! Prepare for battle!”
He pointed to the castle walls behind her and Delilah saw them, dozens of troops scaling the sheer cliff face with mechanized claws. The few soldiers she had left within would be no match for a surprise invasion. She whipped a furious glare at Magnus and he leaned to the man at his side.
“Blow it,” he said.
A sudden series of low thuds sounded below her. A needle of panic raced through her mind, then the bridge exploded and she was tumbling into the dark below.