Chapter 79
November – 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
GITA
A cheer went through the warriors who made up the southern wedge. Gita’s heart leaped with joy as she saw Mikhail drop back out of the sky a second time, a dark winged silhouette against the moonlight. His presence heartened the exhausted defenders, shoring up their resolve. They cheered, but that cheer was short-lived. Even before he hit the ground, he roared like a wounded lion.
She felt an overwhelming sense of … horror?
Battle cries turned into screams of terror as the enemy soldiers realized Mikhail had not landed to draw them away from the embattled wedge this time, but now hunted them like gazelles herded into a trap for slaughter. Chaos erupted in front of the wedge. The line in front of her cleared, allowing her to
