Chapter 102 - Chapter 102: The Exodus of Tears

The sky over Northveil no longer acknowledged the existence of the day. The sun, once a pale orb of winter warmth, had been completely devoured by the monolithic plumes of black smoke rising from the belly of The Emperor. In its place was a twilight of artificial despair, illuminated only by the intermittent, blinding flashes of electric-blue light from the Super-Dreadnought's Railguns—flashes that struck the earth like the wrath of a vengeful god. The sound of the atmosphere being torn asunder by supersonic projectiles created a high-frequency shriek that felt like needles in the ears of the survivors, followed by impacts so violent that they made the very foundations of the city groan in agony.