A different building fell. Then one more. The beautiful city of waterfalls and mist, Mistfall, was being taken apart piece by piece.
The Calamity moved with terrible speed, always going after the places where the most metal was. Forges blew up. Armories fell apart. And with each new weapon, the monster got bigger.
"We have to fall back," Marina said as she grabbed Greg's arm. "We're not doing anything but watching people die!"
"We can't just go!" Greg protested, but he knew she was right even as he said it.
Their shields could stop attacks, but they couldn't fix the main problem. The Calamity needed weapons to survive, and Mistfall was full of them.
A desperate scream caught their attention. A family was stuck under debris, and a young girl could be seen through a hole in the rubble. The Calamity's shadow fell over them as it got closer, drawn by the metal support in the building that had fallen down.
