The S ranked hunters were at the forefront of it all, they stared longingly at the large gate, it stood or better yet existed motionlessly, for it was not a monster yet it drew such fear from them, their faces grew paler for those who saw themselves a god now looked upon a being beyond comprehension, it was an oval yet it encapsulated every shape know to man.
The murky figure of a man appeared in ones vision they all stared in horror as a powerful stride forced them upon their knees, onlookers stared in horror however they did not move for they could not.
The figures presence grew greater more sharper before the once dark figure now contained a burst of colour, it stood and although a fragment of the size of its mother it drew the world around it inwards.
Luke still wore a soft smile looking upon the masses of people, his eyes that once were drained of colour regained their vibrancy the vivid colours that he dreamt off could now be grasped.
His head fixed upon his shoulders followed his eyes, everywhere he looked burnt the subtle yet powerful images onto his retinas.
He looked downwards seeing the kneeling John Casey his signature smile he wore ever so proudly now dissipated to a cold stern line, he stared at the ground for he had no where to look.