>>5711505“And then?” You ask because Lord Gargoyle made a pause.
“Harper interrupts and ask for decorum. Kazuchika ignored him. An argument ensues. Crowd was split on who to listen to. Chaos, cacophony, noises, and confusion. Little old me wanted to hear everyone, we weren’t pressed on time. How wrong I was. Lights out. Confusion reigns on its lonesome. The stadium screen shows a hooded figure, the Final Emir introduces himself. The Cult of Chernobog invites us to join their cause. Or threatens us I should say.” Lord Gargoyle gets into a thinking pose. Well, Ammirati isn’t known for asking for consent… “A woman with a gargantuan entity rushes through the air and smashes the screen into pieces. <span class="mu-i">‘How is that for an answer?’</span>, she said with snark. Now confusion is being strangleheld by chaos. The stadium ceiling is starting to close. No escape up there. An old woman runs up to center stage, another organizer I thought, a flashlight in her hand, horrified she screams from the top of lungs ‘The Cult has us surrounded!’ Then for a split second, it became every person for themselves.”
“Oh balls! What happened next?” George is having fun with this story too!
