"The plans for the raid and the formations to use would begin tomorrow after you all have had your--" While Prince was still honoring the multitude, he was interrupted by an abrupt blackout.
"Is Lark this bad?!"
"What's wrong now?"
"Damn... the heat is beginning to rise again,"
Those were the slight grumbles that were oozing out from the crowd.
Prince was perplexed, not having an idea of what to do concerning that situation, when all of a sudden, a little spark on the ground some meters away from him caught his attention.
"Huh?" He let out his obliviousness, looking mystified at the sight of it.
"A fire?" The ones around that side said, looking below their legs at the spark. "Getaway?!"
Immediately that scream was let out, an explosion followed it, and the people who were already trying to circumvent the fire got engulfed in that explosion, about six of them, dead.
