The mans scream encapsulated the entire area, the ears of nearby forces begun bleeding profusely, they raised their hands to their head to cover their ears to no avail.
A nearby man walked over to the still screaming man, he grasped the mans mutilated meat for a hand in his fist and flowed his mana into him, the hand slowly begun healing after several minutes.
They all walked back, a smile still present on John Casey's face.
More talks erupted and several men were hoisted away in ambulances, elected officials and were noticed by the turn of events and ordered all personal to wait on standby.
Only a day remained until the gates opening, cameras were set up on distant buildings and journalists were a flutter, global attention now weighed heavily upon the United States.
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The sun rose and the day sprouted anew armed bodies of people still patrolled the area, the S ranked hunters remained, along with many lower tiered ones as well, the day was silent and many awaited the moment to come with unease, many of those who saw this as an opportunity were no longer seen, they had deserted their posts in fear.
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Luke murray awoke, he layed perfectly perpendicular on the large stone tablet, he stood up, fixed his posture and sat in wait outside the gate.