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Wind brushed by his face. He moved his head to look around and let his ruby hair dance in the sky, before tugging the shorter strand on the right back behind his ear.
Something was off with the weather today, it gave him the chills, despite it being reasonably mild - as it is typical for the midland-region, really. Brushing the feeling off, he turned away, thinking of all the unnecessary work he was burdened with before he could go to sleep at home.
It's not that he heard the old bell chiming at first. It was more like a feeling, as if something was unpleasently tugging at the back of his head. A cold feeling of foreboding reverberating throughout his entire being, making his heart flutter.
Warm brown eyes shook as the thoughts behind them stopped and time felt as if it didn't mean anything anymore. The young man, who looked no older than 20 years, turned back to face the building that was reaching high into the sky from the middle of the village. Powerless, he took a jump through a wormhole, ending up almost immediately infront of the black tower, then falling to his knees.
Black shadows started to spread through the green grass of Valhaym's central plaza and he began to think. Numbers were floating through his mind, thoughts and conclusions, his brain was running hot from calculating his next step as fast as possible. He could already see the black cloud of shadows forming below the top of the belltower, ready to swallow everything around him whole.
Thus, he didn't even have the second it took to come to his decision, as he could already feel pressure weighing down on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
As a speck of dust turned into a cloud upon the first wave of the explosion lashing out in his direction, a crooked, wry smile formed on the Grandmaster's pale lips.
»Well ... Fuck me.«
