Chapter 73
November – 3,390 BC
Earth: plain outside Assur
Angelic Special Forces Colonel Mikhail Mannuki'ili
MIKHAIL
A flare of orange close to the outer ring of houses caught his attention. There. West side of the village. Halfway between here and where the battle raged to the south.
A fire!
Constructed of poles, interwoven with sticks, then layered with reeds from the Hiddekel River, the flat Assurian rooftops acted as both a patio in this part of the world where houses clustered one on top of the other so they could better be protected, and also a fire hazard.
Mikhail's eyes met Varshab's. Varshab nodded. Swinging his sword upwards one last time to slice a Halifian beneath the chin to stun him, Mikhail continued downward into the squat this particular killing kata incorporated a
