A few minutes before the explosions David and his cohort was hiding in a small room in a factory. A window overlooked the large square that the self-propelled artilleries were going to use as a staging ground.
There were dozens of the vehicles, and still more pouring in. By their intel they expected at least 50 to be sat up, with 25 more in reserve.
The whole place was guarded by about thirty ascended and a hundred evolved, and that was with ignoring the five thousand regular soldiers. They were moving down there like ants.
Some evolved went door-to-door, checking each building for any enemy troops. They were still a few minutes away from their large factory.
David spent another few seconds watching everyone, then turned towards the woman standing close to him.
