Now that Vol had carved open a free section of wall for himself, the climb to follow after him was made significantly easier. Even the slower Harland, Tian and Batinkog should have no trouble making it. In his head, Harland began to piece the plan together. Bit by bit, as long as they had ten or so veteran Sea Serpents atop that wall, they would be able to push all the way.
The enemy Commander in Count Torn frowned a heavy frown. His men were moving even without him giving them the orders. They realized what they needed to do, for it was ever so simple. Crush the barbarian savage that had managed to crawl his way to the top of the wall as if he was some oversized monkey.
