Calvary

Leaping forward and twisting they turned so tightly it appeared as if they had suddenly started running in reverse as they charged back towards where they had come.  Sael watched them floating high in the sky above, shedding their latest transformation into what looked like military fatigues with a camo helmet on, a pack of cigarettes tucked into the band of it.  In their hand was the iconic field radio, boxy and large with an antenna stretched up high.  They spoke into it.