Characters: Judas Liz and Franky
Time: Just as everything is starting to tear itself apart
Location: the middle of the street
Content: Franky gets his revenge
Format: Prose
Warnings: Ohhh yeah this is gonna get violent. Character death is go.
The sudden disappearance of vampires and the encasing cloud of fog were enough to put anybody on edge. Judas Liz now abandoned any attempt of hiding in the shadows, as if there was anywhere to hide anymore, and wandered the streets with Frostmourne held firmly ahead of her, senses stretched as far as they could possibly go in this dead silence.
Suddenly the silence was broken by a rumbling, then a crash. One of the nearby towers suddenly began to cave in on itself, shaking the ground under her feet.
"Shit!" she stumbled back, struggling to keep her balance as she scrabbled to get away from the falling debris. Rubble just barely missed her head as she managed to duck out of the way, looking back to watch the massive building collapsing into an empty void beneath.
What the hell...?