it was a slow day at the Police station. There wasn't much around except for the occasional feral that meandered over from the old collage square, He swore up and down that he could just fall asleep standing if it went on like this all day.

He looked over at the other soldiers, mostly scribes, initiates, some Knights, they all worked on barriers or were also keeping watch, the sound of conversion from them was enough to keep someone busy for a little while.

But he kept his laser rifle close and his eyes on the path to make sure that there would be no major threats and that they'd be unprepared for.