Today, Anspia was bright.
The brightest it had ever been since the city's founding day decades in the past.
Nonetheless, the light did not deliver hope or salvation to the souls. Far from those notions. The illumination brought suffering and ends to many lives. A depressing sentiment that everything was going to end at this very moment.
"… No… No…"
Myriad of projectiles landed cleanly throughout Anspia and new ones continued to arrive without an end in sight.
Alfraed felt as if an invisible hand squeezed his shaken heart upon witnessing the apparent destruction in front of his widened eyes. The young man had difficulty breathing. His thoughts raced directly to the Herbs & Lotions that he had built from scratch.
