*Jillian is out of her element, so she heads to her room.*
*She lays on her bed, and quickly passes out.*

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*John keeps trying to carry Horus.*
John: Well... This storm... is a huge problem.
*A sudden debilitating roar comes from the epicenter of the storm loud enough to stagger John.*
John: Christ... we are so fucked...
*John looks back towards the eye of the storm and is just able to make out the massive draconian silhouette leap into the sky. Seeing this creature causes John to almost piss himself, and part of him debates on dropping Horus and running.*