[Funkduder]

"There were few people who witnessed that battle and any that did knew better than to stand up for a servant of Sheol in a holy city," Michael hurried away from the scene of the battle, as much as he would hate to not see a saint in action. With the soil loosened from the lack of vegetation, just heading far enough into the wind will bring them into a sandstorm, and although he had the lungs for such a travel, Michael was pretty sure that the man did not.
The wind was blowing east, away from the now setting sun, and likewise, he lead Altiel east, towards the shore where he knew a friend who can give them passage to New Turkey and the Seven Churches of the Apocalypse.