A few moments before Marlin's rage, within the crash site of the air fleet, one would notice a scene where many different broken aircraft parts along with glass and other wreckages from the ruined buildings were scattered about the ground.
In this scene, a dense smog had risen from a sea of flames that burned most of the parts from different aircraft. Within it, one would even notice the crushed and burnt corpses of a few individuals as a dismal silence filled the area.
Swoosh! A shadow suddenly bolted from the distance before it came to a halt in the vicinity, soon it became clearer revealing the anxious-looking Wilma that stared at the crash site with worried eyes.
"S-Sir Milon! Please answer me! Please tell me that you're alive!" Wilma cried out, unable to shroud her feelings.
Hey all, I am not sure what's going, I didn't even realize that my chapters weren't posting only recently. Its some issue that I am trying to resolve, hopefully as I post this chapter they will all show again.
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