Chapter 109
February: 3,389 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
MIKHAIL
Mikhail's wings pounded in the rhythm his species had been bred to beat, a heartbeat, a war cry, the beat of a war drum as old as the Alliance itself. Get the gunship. Get the gunship. Get the gunship so he could disable it and use it to go and rescue his wife.
He was a dark shadow flying through the alleys, not an eagle but an owl. He knew the lizards would be watching for him, so he skimmed the streets like a hawk searching for a rat. It had been his intention to sneak behind the Sata'anic gunship and sabotage it further so it could not get off the ground, but the roar of impulse engines echoing through the valley warned him he was out of time. The enemy gunship rose above the hill like a lion peeking its head above the
