The hot wind of Hulmatu whipped up sand and dust, slapping against the sentries' cracked faces.
The dusk stained the desert blood-red, and the contours of distant dunes twisted in the twilight.
The Thunder Defense Command Post was located in a reinforced three-story building on the west side of the city.
Commander Rose reviewed the defensive deployment map for the third time, the pencil in his hand moving back and forth on the map, the wrinkles on his forehead deep enough to hold the pen.
As the highest commander of this American private military company in Northwest Illigo, the forces at his disposal were depressingly thin.
