To the north and east, the flatlands seemed to go on forever. Bokepindo She’d always felt it in the back of her mind – watching, recording – always non-commentally interested in her activities, and now it wasn’t there. “Ah!” he exclaimed. “Who the hell do you think… Auuwk!”
Vlad had continued spinning around as his first attack missed and sailed over her head. Now, he could feel every twitch, every convulsion, every failed attempt to breathe that his dying wife made. This was probably a common grave – the site of a mass burial. Exhausted and gasping for air, she looked up at the rim of the crater far above her, closed her eyes, and concentrated.
