Kalim stood in front of the crater where the bustling busy streets of Shibuya was...now destroyed. Jamil recently gave him back control over his body after destroying and killing everything and everyone who was unfortunate to be there. A lump formed in his throat as he fell to his knees, his eyes horrified by the destruction caused by his hands.

Screams, the only thing that could be heard by Kalim were his screams. He cursed out Jamil for doing this and blamed himself for not doing anything sooner. His throat was sore for all his anguished screams, his fingers bled as he clawed at the ground in frustration, and his eyes puffy from all his tears... What else could he do now?