Kayla's squads hit the ground running behind the two of them, and their work was the ugliest and the most important. The Solmire wounded lay everywhere among the Solmire dead, and telling one from the other took hands and nerve. Her people moved through the smoke in pairs, dragging the breathing back onto Saffa's ice, marking the dead for the revival array's keepers, and Kayla herself worked the worst of it, jaw set, hands quick, doing for strangers exactly what she had spent all night doing for family.
"Array is still up," she reported into the link. "Their keepers are exhausted, but it is cycling. Every minute we buy them, forty of their people walk back out of it."
"Then we buy expensively," Hiroshi said, and turned to face the towers, because the towers had finally noticed that their harvest had stopped.
