Disaster survivors gathered at ground level, in the center of the square.
In front of the devout believers kneeling and praying.
A twisted yet sacred-feeling stone angel appeared to come to life at that moment, slowly unfurling its wings, and from beneath those wings, emanated the clear sound of a heartbeat, like that of an embryo's, still unformed as a baby.
Along with the rise of the heartbeat, rings of gentle light began to spread...
Its tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly, as if they could open at any moment.
Even though He had not truly arrived, a terrifying oppressive presence already covered the scene!
Everyone in the area, and even those farther away, felt this rapidly approaching, dreadful aura, recalling the earth-shattering calamity that happened just a few years before.
In that horrible disaster, the same suffocating sensation of despair erupted daily.
