Mekefa and Moses exchanged a glance before leaping from the Clock Tower in two different directions, planning to assist the vanguard of the army in locating the enemy.
The former landed on a street that had just been attacked. The thick smoke from the explosion had yet to disperse, and several bodies of Alliance Army soldiers were strewn about, while the injured groaned incessantly nearby. In the middle of the street, there was a crater about two meters in diameter, with the surrounding bricks and stones shattered by the blast, an aftereffect that didn't quite seem like the result of cannon fire.
Could it be a buried explosive charge? But that seemed unlikely...
Usually, the streets were bustling with people, and any public digging would have certainly attracted a lot of attention from passersby. He had not noticed anything like this in his reconnaissance of the north these past days.
