He took the point guard, the one in front of the civilians, while the constructs and drones guarded the side passages into the group, a rolling wall of metal and magic that did not care what got in front of it. Once out of the city, they didn't relax, and kept their perimeter around them, watching the surrounding country side and the civilians equally, in case one of them suddenly turned into one of the zombies. At the first rest outside the city, he sent a thought to his wives.<em>So, how dead am I, and what have you found out from our three techno-angels?</em>