Zaid watched the light with the rest of his people. Unlike the rest of them, he knew who fueled it.
He felt the waves of living energy that rippled across the city and through his bones. He felt the exhaustion drain away and saw the change in the other Anunnaki. The battle had come to a standstill, friend and foe stopped to look around at the pulsing light of the Aurastones. Those nearest the massive Aurastone in the center of the city moved to place their hands on it, closing their eyes as if in prayer.
Eventually it got so bright that he had to shield his eyes and could barely make out the figures in the plaza. It only lasted a minute or so, but the light did fade and the creeping rays of the coming dawn looked bleak in comparison.
Behind him, those who were gravely wounded eased thei
