The sun had climbed to its peak and begun to set with the color of blood. It was a fitting color for the smoldering ruins surrounding the core of the Moebius Sect. The final barrier was holding thanks to the timely intervention of their friends arriving.
Romana had been leading the largest contingent of Maidens of the demons and humans that came to help them. The aether beasts also sent some forces but again, no Immortals.
Even they had to fear the Fiends using their absence as a chance to wipe out their packs or other powers.
Jorn had barely grown his arm back only to lose both, but his life was still holding on as he sat on a street charred and smoldering inside the barrier. It had collapsed partially earlier but went back up quickly.
Still, it was enough to decimate a lot of people trying to just prepare defenses or protect the weaker members.
