He watched as the device fell from the sky, closing his eyes to protect them from the searing light of the detonation. Minutes later, he opened them - the once-peaceful village shattered by anomalies, corpses frozen where they had died. Eerie, life like statues.
Yet it was clear that the destruction had not yet been total; keen eyes caught glimpses of movement further away from the hypocentre. Glancing to this troops, he gave the order to move in.
After all, his orders were that none of the villagers were to survive.
For some reason I keep answering all my RP posts on the wrong blog.
Pretty sure this one was addressed to Khai and not Saviéran (who you should pester) so I think it’s tumblr hiccuping.