
As the populace crumbled the statue of the hooded angel awoke, it's eyes burned with a white hot fire that blinded those who gazed upon it for to long, it's wings spread out as it hoisted the flaming scythe above it's head and the skies turned a dark gloomy twilight and the ground below the now living statue rumbled and broke before it's power, was this a harbinger or doom, or a champion for tomorrow?