Just as he landed, a pair of survivors rushed over–a sword-wielding man and a bow-carrying woman that tried to lend a hand.
"Hey, man, are you alright?--" The brunette swordsman asked, extending a hand down.
Jotham picked himself up, pushing aside the person that tried to help him as he didn't spare them so much as a glance.
Across the glass structure, Finn watched alongside Polaris and another as the divine figure rose to heights just below the world's ceiling.
The man with a white half-cape in light armor, holding a silver bow watched, "What's he doing now?"
[Name: Orion] [Designated Class: Archer] [Level: 43]
"I'm not sure–it doesn't look good," Finn answered.
Polaris watched with an excited smile, "Feel that? The air is getting electric."
"It has been," Finn responded.
