Book 8: Chapter 42: Nope, I Think It’s Fine
Jing turned to look at Sen and said, “This doesn’t strike you as a bit… Isn’t it a bit much?”
Sen cast an appraising eye around. We’ve got huge walls that are vastly ominous with glowing spikes, he thought.
“No,” said Sen, “I think it’s just about right. Oh, before I forget, huge sections of the walls were hollowed out.”
“What?” demanded Jing, his eyes narrowing.
“Yeah. Wouldn’t have taken anything to punch a hole through them. I fixed it, but it’s probably something you’ll want to have someone look into.”
“I will,” said Jing with anger smoldering in his eyes. “I don’t suppose you could tell how recently it was done.”
Sen thought it over.
“I’m not really an expert but probably in the last ten years or so. I think the weather would have exposed it if it’d been much longer than that.”
“I see. Do you know how it was done?”