A clear path right through the heart of the army has been cleared by the wave of glass and stone.
The drones react to the noise of the engine and charge forward blindly through the dust and smoke, like the ocean streaming forward as the tide comes in. Their vision is obscured however and he accelerates to avoid them.
Skidding around the corner at the end of the destroyed and still crumbling building he drives at full speed towards the edge of town. The screams echo out behind him as the flares descend. Red flickering light from the sky and flames leaping to meet them are ambushed by a fresh sheet of rain giving the impression that hell has truly come to earth. He had no time to admire the view however, the kid was in danger.