In the capital city of the southern colony, Austerus. A dreadful silence shrouded the marbled buildings and bricked streets. Groups of colonial guards patrolled the streets and guarded the three dividing circular walls preparing for the inevitable.
As the capital city faced its dreaded landscape, its central castle faced another challenged. After all, while the city faced the unknown, those in the control were confronted by the horrifying truth.
"I- Is this the truth?" An old man questioned with a tone brimming with doubts. He couldn't believe the reports about the status of the northern side of the colony. To think that their military outposts scattered throughout the northern lands would be destroyed in mere moments.
"It is the truth, Colonial Governor. These report could only be gain from the survivors of the northern side. Other than that, it became a wasteland covered with craters." The secretary reported with a hopeless voice.
