*Jillian still walking around the forest smoking cigarettes.*
*She is walking away from the storms center point.*

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*John finally wakes up from the bar floor, frowns at the dead body in the kitchen, and is about to ask when he spots the storm outside the window.*
John: Mother fuckers...
*The storm is massive, and bolts of red lightning have started small scattered fires across the forest.*
*John quickly puts on his helm, and loads his quad barrel.*

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*Horus is still being hit by the beams which disintegrate matter.*