The proud, black gates of the academy, stood a little bent, with the students and medics around, looking upward with their hearts pounding erratically.
A mountain of pressure pressed down their shoulders, and though it wasn't malicious or directly threatening... At least to some of them... it was completely suffocating.
There up in the air, was a woman that was known all over Elysium, standing in the air, with that sun acting as her backdrop, as though an angel descended from above.
The bloodlust emanating from her and directed towards a group of figures that stood opposite her however, completely dismissed whatever holy aura one would be expecting from her.
"You're ordered to stand down, or we would use force against you!"
A cold, and slightly metallic voice warned, as the mechanical figures that hovered in the air from thrust engines, pointed their weapons at Richelle.
