Brad Callen

December 27th, 2008

Sweat poured off Brad Callen’s face.  The troops needed to move a good fifty feet more before he could trigger the slide.  The commander shielded his eyes, trying to see what refused to be seen.  He turned his head slowly to the sunny side of the gorge, looked startled, whipped back to the shaded side, then again to Vectis’s position.    He knew.    Vectis felt his breath grow shallow.  What should he do?  A blast of trumpets echoed through the ravine.  The soldiers below dropped their ropes and ran toward their commander.  Within seconds, they had grabbed their shields from the stacks lining the machines and formed a hollow square, six deep, with the commander at the center.

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