A while back.
The group of nine floated mid-air, enjoying the blood-filled scent carried by the strong breeze, and the dense clouds that covered the beautiful moons that glimmered brilliantly in the night sky.
".... Why did Eshwar want us to destroy the temples?" Frostine asked herself in a mumble. After their "talk," Eshwar had sent Frostine and the others, assigning a mission at his return after a long while.
"Because they would be in the way of our goal?" Gerry asked in response to Frostine's mumble.
"No, if we killed off everything, what's the point of accomplishing our purpose?" Frostine mumbled.
"Look down; you'll understand why." Amanda commented.
Frostine and others gazed down as their gazes peered through the clouds before ominous creatures that were walking around killing the zombies came into their sights.
