Seth heard Raven, but he quickly spotted what she had not, and tapped her on the shoulder and pointed to the distance in front of them. The storm that was raging was quite....something. It just kept changing and throwing elements all around. It was a hell of a sight, and it was far more destructive than anything he had ever imagined being unleashed upon....well, everyone.
"That's....something. I mean, it is all kinds of crazy that....someone kind of like us unleashed THAT." Seth muttered, taking a few steps closer to the mess that was the storm.
Well....I really can't blame them now. Hating mages has to be kind of easy knowing that we more or less corrupted a huge part of the world, and made it dangerous. To everything.
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The Prime Minister had stepped over to where the mages were, listening to what was said by the mages as they saw what had been wrought. He gazed upon it all, seeming to take it all in again as if he had not seen it before.
"The Great War may have ended, Miss Nydia, but the magic doesn't know that. Here it was unleashed upon everything, and no one knows how to put it back. Maybe that is for the best that we are unable to put it all back. A reminder that we were all overconfident, overpowered, and so sure that we would never do anything that couldn't be fixed. A folly for eternity for all generations to look upon, and realize that we will destroy ourselves if given the chance." The Prime Minister spoke simply, seeming to recount a tale that had been told to him before.
"Perhaps maybe magic will be safe again to people. I doubt that it will happen any time soon. Mages are not seen any more in the world. There are no legends of great mages saving anything, or doing anything. Only this cloud and storm which if we dare to fly through, we would be crushed, or fried, or consumed. There is....more about it though. There is something in this storm, and it makes me wonder...." The Prime Minister wandered off, his voice trailing off as well as his eyes seemed to give off an odd glow as he did so.
Seeing this, Aaron stepped forward.
"Alright ladies and gents. If you do fire, water, or air, you are going to be on decks with me. Going to need to be defending this deck from whatever those damn things breathe or shoot at us. Light and Dark, you are going to be support in whatever method you can be. Cloaking the gunners, blinding the dragons, and patching up anybody who gets hit. And chances are you WILL see someone get hit." Aaron said, in military form.
"These things will be mostly taken care of by me and the troops, so you are going to be defensive. Deflect what they fire, and don't shoot UNLESS you know the other airships are not in the line."