The clattering of weapons on cobblestone rings from the hill, armored guards drop to their knees and the ones that didn't get a blast of kinetic energy around them.
The explosion shredded skin and broke off pieces of bone, the visual effect leaves a lasting impression on the guards.
The blasts themselves are not so bad usually, but the kinetic force adds a kick that regular air explosions just don't have.
The worst part for the guards came when others who gave up got caught up in the blast, which in turn made even more give up.
Most soldiers fight for the men and women next to them, seeing their comrades get slaughtered for their convictions is different from being a martyr.
I lower myself atop the tower that I estimate has ten floors, gazing down below at the survivors I think about the dilation of life and how things can shift at a moment's notice.
