Muffled yells sprung up all around. Cole jumped from the desk in the parish’s administrative office. He scanned the area around the parish. There were moving lights converging on the parish from all directions. And there were sooty clouds as well. Fleshmongers were mixed with the living. But were they bounty hunters or paladins? He couldn’t tell if they were occupying flesh suits or were just observing. A decision needed to be made. He could stand his ground and help the people of the parish live to fight another day. Or he could soul-walk to a nearby command center and lead the battle from there.
The better option was to lead from the rear. He could do more good there. Considering the potential for loss of life, he doubted UNUM would embark upon summary executions. After a quick transiti
