<< Distraction - Sleep Token >>
Fourteen hours later
"We need to move on before there are too many. The bodies are attracting more of them; they can smell death."
Uriel grabbed the back of Kai's thermal shirt and pulled him away from an altercation with a particularly fearsome Demon that had approached the outer perimeter of their camp.
As the long, cold night had progressed, the relaxed atmosphere of the previous day had disappeared entirely.
Kai had only managed a few hours of fitful sleep between the increasing frequency of shots from Nova's firearm, and being roused to take over the watch with Uriel when the trio required rest.
And now, he nodded in agreement, allowing Uriel to race them back to the encirclement of heat runes and clean air to rouse the others.
