Arrows zipped past Kaladin, killing the other two men in the front line with him. Several other arrows smacked into the wood around him, one slicing open the skin of his cheek.
He screamed. In horror, in shock, in pain, in sheer bewilderment. Never before had he felt so powerless in a battle. He’d charged enemy fortifications, he’d run beneath waves of arrows, but he’d always felt a measure of control. He’d had his spear, he’d had his shield, he could fight back.
Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings
Boy, did this piece give me a workout. The architecture of the bridge baaarely works out from how it’s described, and the background men were hard to both detail and keep homogenous, but I’m happy with Kal here. Poor boy.
(No use looking for familiar faces here - it’s Kaladin’s first bridge run, so we don’t know any of the other bridgemen.)
I already showed you the underlying CSP build; more thanks go to my daughter holding two danish dough whisks for those hand positions. 😂
Jenny Dolfen
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