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[CrimsonMoon]

The city was in flames... Everything was on fire... Riots were everywhere, corpses litered the streets. A small group of four people scurried through the back alleys ofthe crumbling city. The soldier in frot wearing a jaguar helm skidded to a stop as they entered a tiny courtyard... Looters glanced up and grinned maliciously at the sight of the two young women behind him... With a flash of steel from his two swords, the Jaguar Warrior ripped apart the rebels. The soldier behind the women wearing a coyote helm hissed," Hurry!" And pushed the women along at the jaguar man covers them

[Етеяиiту]

There was a small prison-like caravan that the looters tried driving away the banging on the inside signaling that someone or something was inside, and it obviously wanted out. She was covered from head to toe in rags, that were thin and did nothing to protect her from the heat of the fire that had begun to burn the back of the cell.