God's Shattering
To none's surprise the one who came though the path that lead to Yggdrasil's office was none other than the Platinum Guardian in metal and... more metal. The clattering giant clad in armor heavier than a man of his size would be able to wear normally, eyed the group standing besides the door of his sanctum.
"Speak." Was Yggdrasil's long and to the point reply to Meihou's tirade as he walked into his office and set up his tome over the pedestal. Given that neither Titania no Axon had made their voices known to Yggddrasil, he didn't bothered addressing them. As Yggdrasil placed his tome back in place, the shimmer of a silver chain could be seen around his right wrist, a detail that would escape anyone with untrained eyes.
Back on sewers, the situation was beginning to get complicated. Asgard raised back to her feet with a shacky grip of her sword. The bleeding that even now stained the waste waters of the capital refused to stop, a remainder of the price Eleonor paid for making use of Vladimir.
"Do-don't worry, Lorelei, I'll be well, given the time to recover. More importantly, we should take this opportunity to evade our pursuers." Asgard said as she finally steadied her posture, leaning against a wall, the bleeding slowly coming to a halt. "You don't happen to know any hiding places on the vicinity, do you, Solanne? It seems like we will have to find a way to convince the Imperium that we are doing what's right, in the meantime, surviving is our only option."
Close to them, Linea, Siena, Tori and Nebula laid, close to the main piles of debris. In fact, Nebula's body was under a very big section of floor, likely unharmed, but stuck nonetheless, unless the heavy stones were lifted. Linea hit her head hard and blacked out but, otherwise escaped mostly unscathed and Tori's fate was a nebulous one. Siena however didn't shared the same luck of her sister, or rather, she was the one who spared her sister by pushing Linea away from her at the very last moment.
While she had survived the fall as well, a heavy block of stone and pool of blood where all that laid on the place where Siena's right arm was supposed to be. She was unconscious, most likely due to shock and blood loss, but if she were treated, it was unlikely that Siena would die. Her arm, however looked like it was gone for good. Needless to say, none of the three girls close to Tori had the means to reply to Ruxen's complaints.
On Riven wood, the fight between the fey and the mercenaries was beginning to swing in favor of Tegonay's men. As long as the black knight was able to keep the elven prince in check, the numerical superiority his troops had over the fey would guarantee the victory of the Imperial troops.
Jessi's and Chen's search for a way to penetrate the battlefield and forget the scenes of unbridled lewdness happening on the bush where they were hidings would bring the two of them to the back of a relatively unoccupied lane where a group of mercenary riflemen took cover while exchanging fire with elvish archers. If the two took this position, it wouldn't be hard to access the main skirmish, but that would also put them in plain view of both forces.
Whatever was they decision, it should be made wisely and fast.