Stunned, Pathfinder and Joran stood there, their eyes still adjusting from the blinding flash. They surveyed the black smears that were once the two figures, their minds grappling with the shock of what had just transpired. Admist the black smearing and melted ice lay that gnarled, curved black dagger. Joran's training kicked in, and he radioed over the comms with practiced composure, "Target down, Demos gone," his voice devoid of emotion, concealing the turmoil beneath.
Stunned, Pathfinder and Joran stood there, their eyes still adjusting from the blinding flash. They surveyed the black smears that were once the two figures, their minds grappling with the shock of what had just transpired. Admist the black smearing and melted ice lay that gnarled, curved black dagger. Joran's training kicked in, and he radioed over the comms with practiced composure, "Target down, Demos gone," his voice devoid of emotion, concealing the turmoil beneath.
Humanity's Echo: Paradisium
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