As Oris looks to the approaching cadets, he sees their eyes widen, and as he looks down, he sees why. For an instant, he sees the urn glow white, before the flash engulfs him, leaving him seeing only white, then darkness, then...nothing.
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The explosion ripped through the encampment, killing dozens. With no warning, there was little chance to evacuate, leaving them with almost no chance. In the wreckage, they tried to recover the remains as best they could, but no trace of Oris was ever found. A lucky few survived, and attended the memorial the next week, honoring the deceased, with Roy eulogizing the lost. His glowing words, and regrets rippled through the bereaved crowd, moving all who heard him. However, at the end of the day, all were left to just ask who would do something so vile...so reprehensible.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
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The explosion ripped through the encampment, killing dozens. With no warning, there was little chance to evacuate, leaving them with almost no chance. In the wreckage, they tried to recover the remains as best they could, but no trace of Oris was ever found. A lucky few survived, and attended the memorial the next week, honoring the deceased, with Roy eulogizing the lost. His glowing words, and regrets rippled through the bereaved crowd, moving all who heard him. However, at the end of the day, all were left to just ask who would do something so vile...so reprehensible.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!