"Boom!"
The wall beneath trembled, and dust settled from the beams and rooftop, even bringing some fragmented stones with it.
Unconsciously picking at the blister on his lip, Ursion lay numbly on the gateway tower, paying no heed to the dust and stones tangled in his greasy hair.
His gaze pierced through the narrow window, darting towards the south section of the east wall.
After five days of continuous bombardment from one Griffin Cannon and four Sand Eagle Cannons, the bricks of the outer wall had shattered and fallen off, exposing the yellow-white rammed earth.
Each cannonball impact was accompanied by a rattling sound, the noise of rammed earth crumbling and cascading down the wall.
The originally blue-gray wall surface had been stripped of its skin by shellfire, each bombardment a sign the temple's protective shield was slipping away.
