Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20180921021019

With no other hesitations the group move through the portal just as soon as Jorge is through. As they touchdown on the otherside, Armata looks up and sees the sky is blood red. The group is immediately greeted with the sight of people shrieking in terror as fire rains from the crimson churning sky. A singular falling fireball collides through a great spire within the castle like capital.

The crumbling spire toppled down on a crowd of panicked citizens both human and Vampire. Marcus shields his face as the debris and smoke envelopes the area. Guards and Hunters of the Vampire council move hastily to get people off the streets.

“We must move!” Armata shouts. The group moves through the chaos as they attempt to leave the capital square and head out of the city to the De’Sange estate. But as the smoke clears a grand pillar of fire strikes down in the center of the stairs leading to the council’s meeting hall. People watch in shock, awe and fear as the pillar explodes open to reveal Pramool standing in his normal form.

His cold yellow eyes scan the crowd of distressed people and a frown grows upon his face.