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A deafening crash shook the fort around them Dust loosened from forgotten places rock walls creaked and settled Then a deathly silence consumed all of them as the realization hit the enemy had arrived early they were under attack Chaos errupted in a volcanic din of emergency bells screaming families and commanders desperately trying both to restore order and muster a counter attack defense anything but failing in both Greta stood in the midst of it all mind racing Where was her mother How could they have been so unprepared Just then a cloaked figure burst through the front gate grabbing her wrist as they rushed by and pulling her along with them through the panicked streets Who are you Unhand me she screamed uncertain if her voice would prevail amid the commotion and penetrate the figures cloak Hailing trebuchet missiles crumbling the city around her answered her question but still the figure dragged her deeper into the bunker She looked for the figures gripping hand but it was hidden in their garb Wrestling free she pounced on her captor guide slamming them both into crates before bouncing to the stone floor The figures cloaks swam between them but righting herself Greta threw back their hood shouting who are But she stopped with words in her throat at the site of revealed nothingness Whipping the cloak like a bedsheet hiding a lost sock she sought this mysterious character but there was no sock the figure was gone