I ran on auto-pilot, my propulsion pushing me from corridor to corridor, only just managing to avoid slamming into walls as I went.
At first, I had no idea where I was going. The arena building was deadly quiet, I could only assume that everyone in the crowd had already been slaughtered by the Null Space Invaders or they had managed to get out with the help of Akash. But that silence didn't last for long. Before I knew it, I could hear the sound of screaming.
I burst out of a final corridor, the doors blown off their hinges by my sheer speed, and skidded to a stop in the middle of the plaza. The first thing that struck me was the smell. Copper. The scent of blood. Acrid burning. The scent of smoke.
The plaza, which had been a thriving hotspot for the aliens of the Guard every time I had walked through it since being brought to Prespian City had been reduced to a crater marked area of death and destruction, swarming with Null Space invaders.
