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Anwen was also becoming hoarse from shouting. She had walked into the Southern Watch Tower into a meeting of the Captain and his men, a rather panicked one, at that. She had been accosted at every level by zealous guards trying to keep her out. Many of them were nursing sore groins and one had taken a tumble down the stairs he had been guarding.

Once she convinced the Captain that she'd been sent by the Council, the rest was easy. These men were used to keeping the citizenry in line, managing drunken brawls and petty thievery. The thought of what faced them literally scared them into soiling their armor. She encouraged and exhorted them, stressing that they were the last line of defense and they WERE capable of defending against the Worm King, if they followed her orders and worked together.

The citizens, acting on Peri's announcements, were already boarding and blocking doors and windows and retreating into their basements. Those who could not were emptying through the gates and running for the tower. The guards worked on barricading the gates and manning the walls.

Anwen fought the call of the beast. Only as a last resort, she told herself.