![]() ![]() The chulls lumbered forward on trunklike feet encased in stone-the great northern beasts used massive, hollowed-out boulders like shells to hide their tender bodies. Two massive chulls pulled the tower, a fifty-foot construction of wood and steel. Spearmen in Alethkar blue held in a tight formation around the advancing tower, protecting the wooden structure and using its momentum to help push them forward as they pressed against the enemy line. “When we return,” Elhokar muttered from a short distance away, “remind me to find a towermaster who doesn’t see fit to run over every boulder on the battlefield.”ĭalenar snorted quietly, scanning the battlefield. ![]() The battlefield stretched below him, a world of screaming men, metallic rings, and hissing bowstrings. The wood lurched beneath his feet, and Dalenar reached reflexively for the tower’s rail. Furious and exact, highstorms were as inevitable as the rising sun. ![]() Its clouds crested the horizon like a rising wave, dark, silent. Deleted scenes from the 2002 version of The Way of Kings Chapter 1: Dalenar 1ĭalenar could see a highstorm approaching. Or, to use a more appropriate metaphor, it is a rockbud in its shell, eagerly waiting for the storm. ![]()
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