A Sacharro (2)

~6 Months earlier. 

The momentum of the chariots ravaged the mortal plane. It was unknown where these warriors clad in gold came from, but their momentum was stifling. It felt as though they wouldn't rest until the world came down with them, collapsing for all to bear witness to their might. 

"Lady Nameless, please retreat!" 

Godefray, Ancestor the Angels, called out to Madeleine. He had just seen her take toward Emperor Saerus, but he had yet to regain any sense of calm. The more of these void beasts he took down, the more the apprehension in his heart grew. 

As the Ancestor of the Angels, he was in an even better position to tell the gravity of the situation in comparison to others. He knew that an enemy his Clan had been preparing for over such a long period of time couldn't possibly be dealt with so easily.