Four days has passed since they returned to Elysium.
Everyone was gathered inside the arena for the briefing. Most were in a joyful mood, confident even. After conquering one of the four anomalies the way the townsfolk treated them was different.
Almost with worship.
The arena buzzed with chatter as they awaited Minerva to step up into the podium.
After a beet a clacking of heels echoed. Minerva slowly walked towards the podium. All eyes gathered towards her direction.
She didn't speak. She just snapped her fingers.
A large projection of a desecrated church appeared.
Nothing more than ruins.
Bits of sunlight peeked through the sundered roofs.
It was covered with growth and mossy.
Veiling the truth behind the atrocity it hides within.
To another it might just look abandoned.
However right outside the church was a large wooden sign.
It was splattered with dried up blood, left to fester in so long.
