Jesus Christ, what--!
Holy fuck.
What's even up there to cause an explosion like that? Does it have something to do with Discordia's monsters?
If that thing falls on us, we're all dead.
[Private to Alfred]
After this, I'm not waiting. I'm heading over to Thorn now. Feel free to join me.
[/Private]
[Private to Elle]
If the plate falls on us, you won't have any use for a gun anymore, that's for sure. Are you okay?
I'll stop by later. I promise.
[/Private]