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"Time's up," Aquila mutters, palms extended. She quickly puts up her emotional shields; as an empath, she can feel everyone's emotions, and she doesn't want to be crippled by pain. As a chaos minion rises in front of her, she quickly banishes it with a pulse of light, before turning around and running back to the Council chambers. She knows she will be safe in there...at least for now.

Panting, Aquila barely manages to lock the heavy doors behind her before she is ambushed by three more minions of Chaos. She shields herself with fire, sending them back into the abyss, before rushing up the crystal staircase, heading towards the Gate. The Twelve, or at least the Guardians will know what to do, the Council member assures herself. Aquila suddenly falls to her knees, gripping the green crystal stairs tightly as she feels something...evil reveal itself. She presses on, finally reaching the Great Hall. Aquila is protected, though tremors wrack the Hall every few minutes.

She just hopes that her fellow Council members and the Twelve are alright...