Explosions shook the floor and the walls around her as Hestia bolted through the building. There was still time, the building wasn’t destroyed yet. A few more charges, and one more loop around to check for survivors. She paused at an intersection, trying to decide where to go, when another explosion took out the wall next to her. She was thrown back, a searing pain ripping through her side, but she scrambled to her feet and looked around wildly. She heard someone moving, and she headed towards the sound, holding her side. “Hello? Is anyone there? Can you hear me?”
Proteus was blown against the wall from the blast and to the ground. Upon falling on the ground rubble fell onto his right leg. After a few tries of pushing the concrete off he yelled for help. After help never came he sat in the eerie silence in defeat. Hearing someone he started yelling again, “Hello! Help!”
