Simon cursed the clan and himself as the bridge suddenly crumbled beneath his feet and the feet of every Initiate that ran on it.
It was so sudden, and there was nothing they could do because the bridge was long and they were at the center of the bridge.
Only those who were far behind were fortunate to not experience the fall off.
'I didn't realize it on-time. A bridge is not meant to be here. It's fake and was made to trick us, and we fell for it because many of us were just following the crowd and rushing.'
'But does the clan plan on making us fail? We're all just Fiends. We can't control our chaos until we become Archfiends, and this would make it very difficult for us to handle this fall.'
'Isn't this too much?'
The gears in Simon's spun as he not only had these thoughts about the clan, but was also observing his surroundings.
He had let go of the female Initiate a long time ago, and she was falling while unconscious.
