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Banks of hazy grey smoke are filling the Jetstone throne room's ceiling. King Slately and three Jetstone Infantry units run up the stairs to his throne, one of whom remains at the foot of the stairs and faces back to guard the rear. There is a torn doll in the recesses of a passage.|||
Smoke billows around the throne as King Slately sits on it, holding his temple with his right hand as he tries to contact Charlie via Thinkamancy. Two Jetstone Infantry stand on either side of his throne and look around with concern.|||
Slately lowers his arm and screams angrily towards the ceiling. His expression is a combination of anger and desperation.|||
A thinkagram of a cross legged Archon appears before Slately, she speaks with polite detachment. One of the Jetstone Infantry reacts in surprise.|||
Slately leans forward on his throne in shocked surprise, the thinkagram of the Archon disappears in a poof. The Jetstone Infantrywoman remains at attention, unsurprised and giving Slately a sideways look.|||
The angle of the scene shows the hall from the foot of the stairs: Slately slowches on his throne, dejected, as it fills with more and more smoke. The two infantrymen continue to gaze out at the empty throne room.|||
Parson looks down at Antium, who holds up a hand as he answers a question, and Jack, who loops up at Parson guiltily. There is a row of uncroaked infantry lining the wall and looking forward.|||
Parson starts pacing and gesturing as he talks, while Antium and Jack listen. The uncroaked infantry gaze on.|||
Parson Gotti: Arright then.
Jack Snipe: Mm.
Difficulty Level: Shit's On Fire.
When a city is burning, you either put it out or you get out, before it reaches inferno level.
And if it's uncontrolled, then you can't put it out, unless you control the city.
Parson turns back to Antium and Jack, and hold up a thumb to gesture at himself. Jack folds in an arm and gestures with the other, Antium is holding up a hand ready to say something. The portal is in the background and glowing strongly, with a vertical wave shaped distortion.|||
Parson, Antium and Jack all turn to look at the portal, which flickers out with a vertical line in the shape of a flatlining EKG. They're all briefly speechless.|||
Devoid of the portal's pale blue backlight, Parson looks at the empty portal and deadpans. Antium frowns in concern and looks up at Parson. Jack looks over his shoulder at Parson with a slight frown.|||