It all happened so fast, there was no time to process anything that was happening...
Obed stared at the world around him covered in smoke, dust and flames.
"W-what is this?! What is happening?!"
He was shocked, confused, and appalled.
Before his confusion had the time to set it, he was hit with another revelation.
Hunter cracked his neck and let out a sigh...
The silver moonlight seemed to streak in through the blanket of smoke and dust, slightly illuminating his form.
His eyes seemed to glow menacing in the light, as he stared at Pilgrim standing before him.
Reaching for his neck, he grabbed the collar on his neck and pulled, snapping it in half.
"Ha... Feels good." He said with a sigh.
Grand, who had been standing nearby finally snapped out of it.
He yelled as loud as he could.
"Get a hold of yourselves, men. Gather these bastards up!"