Eastwatch-by-the-Sea.
At Lynn's command, this ancient fortress, abandoned for centuries, was coming back to life at an astonishing pace.
Day and night, tens of thousands of wight laborers used their tireless claws and brute strength to repair the crumbling walls and clear the icebound harbor.
There were no work chants, no conversations, only the cracking scrape of bones and the dull thud of colliding stones.
A terrifying fortress, stronger than the Red Keep in King's Landing and far more deathly silent, was quietly rising at the edge of the world.
Meanwhile, Lynn sat cross-legged in the highest tower of Dragon's Landing Castle, his eyes closed.
He was meditating.
Driven by his legendary-level mental power, the Three-Eyed Raven's thousand-year-old secret technique produced unimaginable results.
He could feel his mental power, heavily depleted by forcibly awakening a million undead, recovering and growing at a perceptible rate.
His consciousness spread like an invisible net across the entire North.
The movement of the wind, the falling snow, even the breathing of a snow hare in its burrow-all appeared clearly in his mind.
The moment his mental power fully recovered, Lynn's consciousness crossed a thousand miles of frozen plains and descended once more over the enormous, seemingly bottomless Corpse Pit.
This time, he did not try to awaken all the dead at once.
He had become more patient, more skilled.
Like an experienced fisherman, he cast the "net" of his will precisely into specific areas of the Corpse Pit.
Each time, he "caught" only a certain number of "fish."
The first to awaken were the relatively intact skeletons of giants and the wildling warriors still clad in battered armor.
These wildling remains were well preserved, while the giant skeletons simply offered greater combat power.
Naturally, they had to be awakened first.
A force of heavy