Mateo felt the ground rumbling underneath his designer shoes.
He grabbed Radu over his eyes and held them closed.
"W-What-"
"Silence."
Mateo's decision proved wise when the entire roof of a building was blown apart by a column of red energy and blue water.
As the waves flooded the streets, a figure descended from the pillar of power.
It was no longer a man, more so an embodiment of power. The swirling black and red of it's flesh was dotted with stars of the purest white. Their glow was almost as magnificent as the twin-colored hair that billowed above his head.
Mateo blinked, and Abaddon was before him, hovering underneath the dark red sky ominously.
He knew already that his brother-in-law must have known everything already. And judging by the pressure radiating off him, he had seen the horrors firsthand.
"What is it?"
Abaddon spoke with no mouth, but his words, as well as his lack of patience, were easily conveyed to his brother-in-law.
