CRASH…..
Silence…
CRASH….
Silence…
CRASH…
A scream sounded in the night loud and piercing, a scream as if a mother had witnessed the coming doom of her child seconds before it arrived but seconds too late. Voices shouted in earnest now… Booted foot falls came sporadically echoing the remains of the cathedral courtyard. The survivors, if you could call people not yet dead survivors, tried to pull their wounded from the crumbled walls and ash covered ground. The all consuming desire for self preservation pounded in the minds of the able bodied men, just like the hammering falls of the Chaos-GI's massive rock mallets.
One blue robed man was curled into the corner of the south western section of the courtyard delirious with fear and grief for his dead brethren, muttering endlessly with tears streaming down his ash covered face. "He left us… he brought us to DIE… HE LEFT US!!…" The bloodied remains of a blue robed comrade rested in his arms, staining his robes, and punctuating his hysterics.
Another scream pierced the darkness of Gravity's mind… louder this time, but the sound was not a sound that could be heard with ears… the sound emanated from within his mind… meaning only one thing… Vaoan.
