A moment before...
Miguel pulled the lariat and pushed the fabric down his face. He wasn't home but hell, however, it was just a short pause. He was tending to see his loving Luna and bore the consequences of what he had done lately.
He still hated it but as soon as he passed the bazaars and the happy people, the sky stormed in screams.
"Luna!" He uttered and galloped to the castle.
"Fill the hand cannons as we reached the bridge. People, shelter, imps are overhead."
Behind him, the knights flooded out of the station and rang the alarm bell, and mounted up with weapons, storming after the lord.
