All gathered up and ready to leave, Asher seated on Sirius gazed at his men in rows that stretched as far as his eyes could reach.
He watched them marching back to paradise with a complicated gaze. While they went back, he was on another journey, a journey that would need traversing Edom and Dothan.
He was headed for Clan El.
His plans were laid down. Should things go south, he would be able to escape with Sirius, Nero and Moses by his side before fleeing to where the Adeptus Paladins would be waiting for him.
From there, he would break out of any encirclement… even if it were to be Awoken One leading a troop!
"Let's go." He said softly. As Sirius began to walk toward the direction of their destination, Moses hollered.
"Onwards!"
…
A man clad in black studded leather armour vest, leather pants and black boots stood on a bridge, his hands clasped before him.
