The attack was over then.....at least for now. I had seen Nero decimate the raiders in a flash of light. Demonic power-strange yet rather scary, I would never understand it. I saw some of the party actually pass through the magical barrier as if it weren't there. "How the hell did they do that?" I wondered, simultaneously contemplating if I could do it myself.
There were still some people missing. Kiya had not returned, neither had Dragh... Most of the party was still picking through the loot though.

" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin