C166 The Rat Tide
The crimson droplets of rain persisted for a full ten minutes, with Elder Mario maintaining his silence until the energy cartridges of their laser guns were spent. His deep-seated fear and wariness of Gu Xian were evident.
The temple's grand hall lay in disarray, strewn with the acrid stench of charred bodies and shattered objects, the limestone pockmarked and uneven