The fire raged relentlessly, consuming everything in its path and leaving behind a trail of destruction. The sky filled with billowing smoke, a grim reminder of the devastation that surrounded us, threatening to snuff out any remaining flicker of hope.
My mind raced, trying to comprehend the magnitude of the situation. How could this happen? Who could have orchestrated such a devastating attack on Ad Maiora?
We brought the motorcycle to a screeching halt, the sound of crackling flames and crumbling structures filling the air. Without hesitation, we leaped off the vehicle and rushed toward the chaos, driven by a mix of determination and desperation.
The once familiar halls were now unrecognizable, reduced to rubble and ashes. The cries of injured comrades echoed through the corridors, a haunting reminder of the destruction that had taken place.
