Xander followed Sienna’s gaze to the church, the cross on its wall a reminder of the simple country chapels in the Cotswolds near his home. No, he couldn’t think of it as home anymore. That was Earthside, a land stolen from those he now served. He sighed. Perhaps Sienna should leave him here. Life might be simpler.
He walked toward the door, the stench rising as he drew closer. He pinched his nose and tried to breathe in a shallow manner, his heart pounding as he pushed at the entranceway. The door was jammed, something pressing against it from inside.
“Hello, is anyone there?” But even as Xander called out, he knew there was nothing alive inside the church.
He thrust his shoulder against the door. A crack rang out and he fell inward. A broken plank lay on the floor as if someone had fo
