Pursuit of the Patriarchs

Chapter 39

The command center had a virtual image of castle, clearing, and forest. White dots appeared where Templars stood ready in the woods. Red appeared for the armies of the three. The red vastly outnumbered the white.

A mist rose from the clearing and flowed into the woods, concealing the Templars who followed. Red began to disappear from the virtual image as Templars met the invaders.

Battle had begun.

The chosen watched and listened as Isaacson called out orders, which were obeyed without question. They were professionals.

There was confusion from the armies who were moving as one for a time. The mist caused them to get turned around and fight their fellow invaders. He almost laughed, but didn't want to interrupt the orders being given.

The mist had to be a Templar tool used when needed to chase away even the mildest of superstitious. It also served as an excellent defender.

White was slowly surrounding red and closing in from all sides. As near he could tell, not a single Templar was lost.

The battle continued, and the chosen prayed for God's protection.

The invaders were starting to break what ranks remained. They were trying to flee. But couldn't find their way out.

Johnathon realized something strange had happened. Not a single invading commander had remained from a safe distance. Everyone sent to find the patriarchs had entered the woods to attack.

None of the three were there, nor any of their high-ranking people. Why was no one of importance there.

A warning siren rang out and he knew why no one important was close to the woods. An airstrike was headed their way.

"Get to the bunkers," Isaacson commanded.

There was a flurry of white movement within the forest that stilled. Missiles from jets struck the woods and clearing missing nothing.

There was no more red. But all Templars survived. They had to have bunkers in the woods that protected them.

Slow moving helicopter made their way to where the woods stood untouched. It wasn't just Templar tech working there, but Michael's warriors among the knights. Everything he saw was protected by God.

He could see no difference in white colors. If he were in the bunker with one of the angels, he'd appear as a man.

The helicopter passed and more red appeared at the southern edge of the woods. Fresh armies that didn't move. Why?

Virtual image didn't show beyond what he was seeing. What lay beyond was out of Templar protected land.

Black joined the red to multiply invading numbers drastically. Some appeared as men. Most remained in their spiritual state.