CHAPTER 66

MOUNTAIN CITY

 No one spoke as they stood on the platform high above Mountain City watching Martin walk among the bodies of the dead. They had been laid out reverently by the High Elves under orders of Tareif, each genome and human body cleaned of any blood and dirt and wrapped in silk cloth. Tony was on one knee by the body of a close friend, Julie sitting by the body of another, tears streaming down her cheeks. Danny stood behind her, his face a mask of unreadable emotion. The Dragoons who had fought beside them sternly guarded the three lifts to the platforms, allowing no one entry as the dead were mourned. There were two ranks of Dragoons standing silently behind Tareif as well, their mood somber and quiet. Tarifa was held in her mother's arms, their eyes focused on where Martin slowly walked among the bodies.