McEwan cried out to Kether to stop. Kether instead had anticipated an attack and parried an incoming blow. The last few Watchers, their bloodlust out of control, descended on each other, tooth and claw, rifle and blade. Limbs were hacked off and heads severed. Blood spurted. McEwan and Kate looked on in horror, unwilling witnesses of gladiatorial combat – there was nothing they could do to stop them.
Kether didn"t notice a Watcher attempting to attack him from behind as he dispatched his attacker. A shot rang out as Azazel attacked the backstabber and the last of Watchers died. They had all fallen.
Father and son looked at each other across the room. The room remained silent. Nothing moved. Around their feet lay the twisted, blackened, dismembered bodies of the Watchers.
They lowered th
