The triumphant roar of a civilization that had won a war died in a fraction of a second, choked off by a power so absolute it defied comprehension. The cheers, the laughter, the very sound of life itself was instantly and completely silenced.
Just as the silver disc had appeared, it left their sight, vanishing in an instant. The midday sun blazed once more, the oppressive darkness vanishing as if it had never been.
The heavy, unimaginable pressure that had frozen every living being in place was gone. Everyone could breathe again.
But the words echoed in Adrian's mind like a sentence of doom.
'Make amends... Total annihilation.'
For a moment, the world was silent, as everyone struggled to come to terms with the cosmic horror they had just witnessed.
They couldn't. So, they all turned their heads to the only one who hadn't fallen to his knees, the only one who stood as a beacon of power in their plaza.
