A Necromancer's Guide to Clearing a Game Like Tower

Chapter 240: Chapter 240 — The Second One Stood II

It went off the far side of its mount with the jar still in its fist, and the clay broke in the mud thirty meters short of anything that would burn.

**[CillianStorm]:** LEFT SIDE DELETED

**[ZeroFan]:** HOLD THE GATE

**[FrontierWife]:** the wounded soldiers are BACK ON THE WALL

**[AshesAndBones]:** CILLIAN AGAIN

**[GoblinRights]:** man threw a bomb and immediately died holding it

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The wolves hit the gate before their riders reached it.

The timber bowed inward under the first two, and on the third the split beside the locking beam opened wide enough for a head and a pair of shoulders, and a war wolf drove its forequarters through the gap with its jaws working.

[WAR WOLF — LEVEL: 27]

[HP: 1,800 / 1,800]

The defenders nearest it broke backward into each other.

[RONAN CLEARY — RALLYING CALL]

”AWAY FROM THE GATE! CLEAR THAT SECTION!”

They went, because that voice did not leave room for anything else, and Ronan came down the last four steps and put his shield against the wolf while it was still forcing itself through.

He did not try to push it back out. There was no leverage in it from a standstill and he knew it, so he held, and waited, and when the animal pulled its shoulders back to ram the timber again he went with it through the gap.

[RONAN CLEARY — PIERCING STEP]

The shield rim took the wolf across the point of the shoulder and turned all of that momentum sideways, and it went down flat in front of its own gate with its legs tangled.

[WAR WOLF — HP: 1,800 → 1,050]

”FINN.”

[FINN HALE — BERSERKER DRIVE]

Finn came through the gap two seconds behind him, before the riders coming up behind the wolves could close, and he did not slow down at all on the way in.

[FINN HALE — EXECUTION SWING]

The axe went down through the broken shoulder and into the neck underneath it.

[WAR WOLF — HP: 1,050 → 0]

[WAR WOLF SLAIN — PARTY KILL]

[EXP GAINED: 210]

[JAMES GANNER — EXP: 45,375 → 45,585 / 57,000]

Neither of them stayed out there for a second longer.

Finn turned on his heel and went back through the gap with Ronan’s shield between him and the arriving riders.

The one skeleton James still had on this side of the river had followed them across the town, and it went into the broken section of the gate and wedged itself there, arms braced against both edges of the split.

It was one dead goblin holding a hole that needed a wall. It did not have to hold it for long. It only had to stand in the gap until the settlement’s carpenters got two lengths of timber across the inside and a dozen men put their shoulders behind them.

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The remaining carriers threw together.

Cillian took one of them out of the air’s way before it released, and the other two jars were already up and coming down toward the section of wall where four men were braced against a gate they were still repairing.

Maeve had sixty mana left in the world, and sixty was not a shield.

She had put four hundred into the barrier that shattered under the bridge charge, and that had been the strong one, and it had folded like sheet metal. What she had now would not have stopped a thrown stone.

So she did not try to stop anything.

She built the thinnest thing she had ever made — a sheet no thicker than a pane of glass, set on a hard slant above the repair party, angled the way she had angled the very first jar of the night so that the clay would break against it and go somewhere else instead of stopping there.

[MAEVE CALLAHAN — MANA: 60 → 0 / 2,240]

The light came up grey and half-transparent and she could see the field straight through it.

The first jar hit the slant and did what it was supposed to do, bursting and running off the incline and down past the outside of the wall in a sheet of fire that never came near anybody.

The second hit two feet lower, where the sheet was thinnest, and went through it.

It broke against the walkway boards at the end of the repair party and the fire went across the timber, and the man nearest it got it up the back of one leg and went down screaming while the other three beat at him with their own coats.

Everything above and behind that point stayed clean, which was three men out of four.

Then the light went out, and Maeve went down onto both hands against the parapet with her head hanging between her arms, and did not get up.

**[ZeroFan]:** ONE GOT THROUGH

**[AshesAndBones]:** that man’s LEG

**[ShieldMainSiobhan]:** THAT WAS EVERYTHING SHE HAD LEFT

**[FrontierWife]:** she’s been going since the gate. since the GATE