he stood there in the gravel of rock..destroyed machines and bodies... You felt you self get hit with a rock because someone dropped a bomb... While making it... It kill so many lives... You was one of them, a man takes a hit off his lighten cigarette

"ah... There you are I have been trying to find you in the debry I already toolen the others at the same time"

he held a poleaxe he was waiting for you to approach him