Under hundreds of disbelieving eyes, the ruins of the Red Court were forced into the form of a giant colourful wolf-head made of wood and stone, clay and metal. The northern dragonlord then flew away without deigning to utter a single word. As Winter flew out of the city, his enormous spiked tail whipped into the formidable outer walls, smashing through them effortlessly. Just like that, a good chunk of the fortifications were turned into rubble.