Chapter comments on the chapter The Last Alliance of the book A Rattling Monster [Completed] (Editing in Progress)

A last alliance of men and dwarves marched against the armies of Salazar, and on the very caves of Deep Mountain, they fought for the ******* of Astria. Victory was near, but the power of the ratmen could not be undone.

Far over the Deep Mountains cold, In tunnels deep, were weapons old. We all be here, swallow our fear, To shield our home, protect our world.

I read the chapter and I remembered this song The durin song The world was young, the mountains green, No stain yet on the Moon was seen, No words were laid on stream or stone When Durin woke and walked alone. He named the nameless hills and dells; He drank from yet untasted wells; He stooped and looked in Mirrormere, And saw a crown of stars appear, As gems upon a silver thread, Above the shadows of his head. The world was fair, the mountains tall, In Elder Days before the fall Of mighty kings in Nargothrond And Gondolin, who now beyond The Western Seas have passed away: The world was fair in Durin's Day. A king he was on carven throne In many-pillared halls of stone With golden roof and silver floor, And runes of power upon the door. The light of sun and star and moon In shining lamps of crystal hewn Undimmed by cloud or shade of night There shone for ever fair and bright. There hammer on the anvil smote, There chisel clove, and graver wrote; There forged was blade, and bound was hilt; The delver mined, the mason built. There beryl, pearl, and opal pale, And metal wrought like fishes' mail, Buckler and corslet, axe and sword, And shining spears were laid in hoard. Unwearied then were Durin's folk; Beneath the mountains music woke: The harpers harped, the minstrels sang, And at the gates the trumpets rang. The world is grey, the mountains old, The forge's fire is ashen-cold; No harp is wrung, no hammer falls: The darkness dwells in Durin's halls; The shadow lies upon his tomb In Moria, in Khazad-dûm. But still the sunken stars appear In dark and windless Mirrormere; There lies his crown in water deep, Till Durin wakes again from sleep.

to be attacked --from being attacked*

proving definitely---proving beyond doubt*

I wonder what all this skaven eat all day.

I feel weird about the word the author used that is "MAKLUM" and "MAKAN" especially if its with FOR infront of the word. Cause in Bahasa Melayu "MAKLUM" mean inform while "MAKAN" mean eat..So its weird for me LOL.

then the last hope is the army of undead

Freedom. Exp.

Exp

oh they havent invented machine guns yet... still using fire lines

Thanks for the chapter!

I will drop this for now, but will take a look in the future to see how he evolved, but I'm not that into large scale war novels, as it is too much over description. Good luck author. Your work is great! Cheers

Because they want to enslave us

F5 army, ATTACK! FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!

very good chapter

Thanks for the chapter!! 🤗

Yo !

Sleek didnt really help the human-dwarf army... he only eliminated a kingdom...