Fer ran. The pack followed. Through the jungles, they tore through shrub and bush, they forded rivers, they crossed ravines. They leapt around trees, they raced up hills and sprinted down them.
Anassa disappeared from the arid plains of eastern Kirinyaa. She took a single step and crossed the horizon. There was no reason to race, she'd make it at the same as Fer. And besides, she could enjoy tonight. The war would end tomorrow.
"Sir, there's a barrier!" Iliyal leaned out past seat to look through the front window. They were in a ten van convoy, each vehicle requisitioned from the Rancais police force. Lubska had wanted to use their own vehicles at first, but Rancais, which had been dealing with Anarchian riots for the past year, simply had better vans at their disposal. Iliyal wasn't going to give his men anything but the best of the best. The two trucks in the back weren't even ferrying men, but instead were packed with explosives.
