Chapter 4 “Chained we stood at the edge of the world for we once were like gods. Over the edge we were thrown into the darkness. Hades welcomed us with its cold embrace. Into the darkness we emerged anew.” –Memories of a Fallen. Captain Rodrigo Robles stood straight before the Great Commander Buendia. With his fist to his chest and his chin up. The Imperial salute. The Commander returned the salute and the Captain smiled. The city burned behind them as more Fallen continued to pour out of the sewers but there was still time for formalities. “We have lost most of the Pink district, Sir.” The Captain said. The Church bells continued to sound around the city and the whole city was awake by now. “I know,” The Commander replied. “Martin send more reinforcements to the cathedral and tell Joseph to stop screwing around and get those marines to the harbor.” Officer Martin saluted and left at once.
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