Petryn raced across the streets but his speed was not good enough as a boom reverberated in the air. He felt it in his bones as the very slabs in the street shook.
"Damn it!" The forces had gathered to the east of them so they had checked for any hidden forces but to the best of their ability they had not found anything. They still distributed their forces in each direction to be safe, especially the refugee quarters, but instead the areas attacked were devoid of buildings.
It was not a bad plan to attack areas where there were no assets. There were only so many places to defend and so many assets they could delegate to it but why protect an open area?
"If only more of those people would fight!" Petryn cursed those refugees still refusing to even interact with others. They ate and slept in more than relative comfort but Maester Cord refused to force them to work.
