#Scenario 23

Kyo descended slowly, his flight trajectory eventually becoming diagonal as his pressed back into his sides. The wind howled in his ears as he observed the carnage that the attack had left behind; the fire was still raging unabated and the smoldering ruins of the mall were scorched black. There were charred skeletons scattered around the wreckage and dust that had to be the accumulated remains of the rest of the unfortunate bodies that were caught in the blast zone.

Kyo landed with a thud and stumbled forward, landing far outside the zone of impact. The blast radius had been huge and it felt as if he was at least two or three miles out. Everything in between had been demolished entirely. There was no way the death toll was not in the hundreds of thousands.

[i]"Hey!"[/i] said an unfamiliar voice in his head.

Kyo whirled around and saw two men running towards him. The one on the right looked as if he might be an alumni of the Prometheus Academy, but the younger male by his side was definitely new.

"What's going on?" he demanded, a note of urgency in his voice.

[i]"We're trying to gather as many white mages as we can to heal the injured but we'll take any help we can get."[/i] said the man, his words feeling invasive as they echoed in Kyo's head.

"Why won't you speak out loud?" asked Kyo abruptly, looking around; the behaviour was suspicious and he wasn't sure if there was some hidden danger in his immediate vicinity that these two knew about and he didn't.