"Kosal rosked a quick look with a flashlight, saw Nariths face in a sudden burst, looking right at him. Nariths voice came, oddly tinny: "Hurry up! They need us in the northwest!" Kosal took a step forward, out into the courtyard, something soft nudging up against his shoe. He shone the light down on a stew of body parts, arms and legs and torsos intertwined, some of it still wearing torn pieces of fatigues. Something had hacked through Nariths men with a ferocity Kosal, for all of his years Jungle fighting, had rarely seen."

"There were even pieces of their weapons in amongst the meat. In the second left of him, Kosal shone the light again on Narith, saw that the head sat balanced atop a headless statue, the face slack, the "body" below the rigid. Had the voice been his imagination? "Fall Back!" He screamed, but it was too late for any of them. The blue beam searing through him from a protected position off to the left. He fell into darkness still shouting at his men to get away." Pg.303 chpt.89