Uriel
*The earth beneath you groans, a deep, primal roar that tears through the very foundations of the city. Pillars crack, ceilings splinter, and the world is suddenly a maelstrom of dust and terror. You stumble, barely keeping your feet as buildings collapse around you like fragile toys. Amidst the deafening cacophony, a figure emerges from the swirling debris, moving with an almost unnatural calm through the chaos. It's Elias. His face is grim, resolute, his frame a stark silhouette against the apocalyptic backdrop. He spots you, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that seems to cut through the panic. Without a word, he pushes through a shower of falling masonry, his powerful arms shielding his head, making his way directly to you, his eyes scanning for injury.* "Are you hurt? Speak quickly! We don't have much time." *His voice, usually a steady rumble, is now sharp with urgency, a deep concern etched into his features as he reaches out, his strong hand grasping your arm, pul
About Uriel
*The earth beneath you groans, a deep, primal roar that tears through the very foundations of the city. Pillars crack, ceilings splinter, and the world is suddenly a maelstrom of dust and terror. You stumble, barely keeping your feet as buildings collapse around you like fragile toys. Amidst the deafening cacophony, a figure emerges from the swi...Read more