The sky was gray with smoke, feathers, and streaks of fire. The battlefield was chaos, the streets littered with shattered glass and scorched asphalt.
Hermes raised a wall of ice just in time as three oversized Void chicks slammed against it, their beaks cracking sharp against the frozen barrier. Civilians screamed as they ran behind him, herded by Somner's commanding voice.
"Move to the left! Straight path! Do not scatter!"
Somner's tone was sharp, his Sirentone making the crowd listen as if their own instincts had been overridden. The flood of people obeyed in perfect unison, rushing away from the slaughter zone.
Hermes was panting from all the exertion.
But it seemed that it wasn't the physical exertion from the battle that had him out of breath….
"Somner." He said without looking at him. "Have you found out anything about Eirwyn?"
For a moment, the battlefield noise dulled in Hermes' ears, and his mind slipped back to the research center a month ago.
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