Krobridge was in a terrible state with fires breaking out in a few places while the skyline darkened from the smoke.
Compared to roughly an hour ago, the streets were eerily silent with not a single soul in sight.
But of course not everywhere was quiet.
At this point, the academic building of Kro Institute was in shambles as explosions rang out intermittently.
At the same time, baleful cries rang out amidst the clashing of metal.
If one looked closely, they would find a being glowing a bright crimson, floating in the sky while facing off against a woman standing atop a collapsed building and glowing with a silver light.
Meanwhile, on the ground, Alex had just dispatched Horace and was about to move toward the altars.
Alas, he was a bit slow in this endeavor.
