Marc and Lucy stood over the dissipating form of a half-formed horror, their breathing heavy. The fight against the Vault's escapees was a chaotic, desperate struggle. But a sudden, wrong feeling made them both freeze at the same time. A shift in the universe's hum. A familiar presence, but twisted beyond recognition.
They turned as one, looking back towards the heart of the Vault.
Lucian was on his knees, his head thrown back in a silent scream. Black and violet energy swirled around him like a toxic storm before being violently sucked into his body. When he lowered his head, his eyes were gone, replaced by pools of swirling, chaotic darkness. The calm, focused brother they knew was gone. This was a raw, mindless engine of destruction.
At that moment, the rest of their team flew in. The Nova Sanctum hovered nearby, its ramp open. Evelyn, Silas, Reia, Vyn, Kael and Kaelis landed, their faces hardening as they saw Lucian.
