The bright sun had nearly lost its strength. Its final rays, trapped behind thick clouds, cast a dying light over a land long buried in death.
Amid the desolate scenery, a single sign of motion cut through the silence—a large military Hummer roaring across the uneven road, its engine growling like a beast as it split wind and dust alike.
"We will arrive at the destination in approximately 30 minutes," Derek announced tensely from the driver's seat.
They had been on the road for over five hours without incident. No obstacles, no interruptions. Just forward motion toward the place where many of their comrades had fallen. Soon, they would reach what remained of it.
While the rest of the five-person unit made final preparations and suppressed their thoughts, Adyr showed no change.
Like a hunter waiting for the season to open, he was simply conserving his focus.
