at night. a prize so small but so valued that violence seems to swallow it hole, grinding its streets down to the bone. we're heading to the frontline where nightly, daily, isis hope to advance with a kurdish female fighter also in their egal therien world, this unit's commander. coalition air power did this, pushing isis back. they abandoned their dead as they retreat. the delaying smell haunts the frontlines. some call it ckobani-grad, afte the city stalin sacrificed to make it a point. kurdish defiance 20 meters from isis. they think they see something in