e wheels shot the radiant lances, hosts of spears of intensest violet light. The radiance they volleyed was not continuous; it was broken, so that the javelin rays shot out in rhythmic flights, each flying fast upon the shafts of the others.
It was their impact that sent forth the thunderous drumming. They struck and splintered against the walls, dropping from them in great gouts of AC Milan molten flame. It was as though before they broke they pierced the wall, the Monster’s side, bled fire.
With the crashing of broadsides of massed batteries the sledges smashed down upon the bristling attackers. Under the awful impact globes and pyramids were shattered into hundreds of fragments, rocket bursts of blue and azure and violet flame, flames rainbowed and irised.
The hammer Uruguay ends split, flew apart, were scattered, were falling showers of sulphurous yellow and scarlet meteors. But ever other cubes swarmed out and repaired the broken smiting tips. And always where a tusked and cornute shape had been battered down, disintegrated, another arose as huge and as formidable pouring forth upon the squared Benfica Trøjer tower its lightnings, tearing at it with colossal spiked and hooked claws, beating it with incredible spiked and globular fists that Naisten Peru Pelipaidat were like the clenched hands of some metal Atlas.
As the striving Shapes Manchester United Børn Fodboldtrøjer swayed and wrestled, gave way or thrust forward, staggered or fell, the bulk Japani of the Monster stumbled and swayed, advanced and retreated — an Newcastle unearthly motion wedded to an amorphous immensity that flooded the watching consciousness with a deathly nausea.
Unceasingly the hail of radiant lances poured from the spinning wheels, falling upon Towered Shapes and City’s wall alike. There arose a Club De Futbol America prodigious wailing, an unearthly thin screaming. About the bases of the defenders flashed blinding bursts of incandescence — like those which had heralded the flight of the Flying Thing Naisten Tottenham Hotspur Pelipaidat dropping before Norhala’s house.
Unlike them they held no dazzling sapphire brilliancies; they were ochreous, suffused with raging vermilion. Nevertheless they were factors of that same inexplicable action — for from thousands of gushing lights leaped thousands of gigantic square pillars; unimaginable projectiles hurled from the flaming mouths of earth-hidden, titanic mortars.
They soared Zambia Pelipaidat high, swerved and swooped upon the lance-throwers. Beneath their onslaught those chimerae tottered, I saw living projectiles and living target fuse where they met — melt and weld in jets of lightnings.
But not all. There were those that tore great gaps in the horned giants — wounds that instantly were healed with globes and pyramids seething out from the Cyclopean trunk. Ever the incredible projectiles flashed and Pumas flew as though from some inexhaustible store; ever uprose that prodigious barrage against the smiting rays.
Now to check them soared from the ranks of the besiegers clouds of countless horned dragons, immense cylinders of Dame 17/18 clustered cubes studded with the clinging tetrahedrons. They struck the cubed projectiles head on; aimed themselvelinks:
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