Maria clung to his jacket.
Messiah grabbed her hand again and pulled her deeper underground,running blindly toward safety.
More people had already taken refuge there.
The lights flickered, weak and unstable.
The ground shook again—once, twice.
Screams rang out.
Dust fell like snow.
In the midst of the chaos, Messiah held Maria tightly.
Then a familiar voice spoke.
"You're safe."