- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
Fallen Seraph's soldiers advance through the dank hallways, edging further into the facility. To their suprise, they notice a light behind them, and they hear the echo of footsteps; soft, yet heavy. Their guns and flashlights whip around to see a human figure advancing on them, weapon at his side. The troops do not lower their firearms until he is no more than a few meters from them. They then realize that his eyes are closed, yet even as they perceive it, they fly open to reveal orbs of flame, distant and remote, yet piercing. One by one, the soldiers were forced to turn away from his gaze.
I wish to speak to your commander. I may offer assistance, which you may find helpful.