C539 Charge

"Damn it!"

The master of the Spirit Pill Hall, usually indifferent to the inner city's destruction, was suddenly anything but composed. He dashed out from the rooftop of the building in haste.

As he flew, he bellowed across the inner city, "Quick! Activate the Trade Pavilion's protective barrier now!"

"Buzz buzz!"

At his command, a glow gathered at the base of the six-story Trade Pavilion