[center][h2]The Walk of God - Part 2[/h2][/center]

It didn't take too long for Wessex to finally show himself and confront the menace at hand. Patel had lost the intelligence to actually comprehend Cedric's reaction to its presence, but it had enough cognitive ability to know there would be a counter attack. Patel didn't retaliate just yet, oh no, it waited for the boss to make the first move. The barrier did indeed dispel the normally harmless vectors Patel had placed as recon to scout the area, but now it had everything available to destroy. Its stare had suddenly moved away and the beady eyes had sunken into obscurity as the slender figure of Patel started to move. 

One step. 

"[b].......[/b]"

As its foot traversed the bordering gate an hit Reformist soil, a bizarre steam was released from the dark hole  where its head normally accompanied by an eerie sound that could only resemble weak whispers of gibberish. Anyone nearby, including those in the building, could hear Patel's first words. Strange distortions occurred around Solf's body and randomly moved around it until one jumped one of the guards, the female one who had contacted Cedric. To a simple soldier with no knowledge of what was at hand, this blurry assault was more confusing than anything and didn't even prompt her to point her gun. 

The invisible hand that was hurled at her had simply 'poked' the device in her ear. The little piece of machinery would have pierced through her ear and through her skill, leaving fragments of metal and plastic scattered all over her brain. She bled from her ear, and then through her nose and eyes, leaving the evacuating masses in absolute terror and hysteria. Her colleague left dumbfounded by such frightening experience he couldn't even comprehend, barely had time to turn and face the antagonist of this scene. His head twisted like a bottle's lid in a perfect 360° spin, leaving only a weak cracking sound. 

By that time, Patel had landed its second foot on the Reformist pavement leading to the entrance of the building. All of the evacuees were frightened and tried to escape of course, but were also all trying to avoid that creature, so forward exist was a no go. They were all amassed in tight hallways which were some of the only exists from the lobby room. 

"[b]...~~~[/b]"
Short whispers filled the air as Patel had laid its first step in the building itself. The consequence of these words would be the unleashing of completely invisible vectors, about four, that latched on to the walls of the hallways clogged with panicked employees. With one wave of unnerving gibberish, the vectors applied force on the walls they had gabbed, ultimately sandwiching the majority of evacuees who found it wise to use the hallways. The pools of blood created by the simple act recolored the entire flooring of the lobby almost immediately after. 

Patel never stopped once and marched forward with its own, slow pace. If it would meet a wall, it would rip it apart and create itself a new passage. There was no way it would stop.