[center][h1][color=gray]A Promise Delivered[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h2][color=gold]Amos[/color][/h2][/center]

Amos gave no care for Delthrael's words, and showed just as much when he spoke them. Then the soldiers had come, he knew not how or by what means, but they had found them. They fired with a fixed aggression, not unlike his own. Courage in the face of battle after all, was his domain, it was time to show them all the true powers of a God.

Bullets hit him over and over again falling like pennies to the ground, but Amos made no sign that he felt anything, though his clothes were beginning to show holes. His smile grew wider, he had not felt so...Strong for such a very long time. He honed in on the soldiers, and in one leap he landed in front of two. Before they could react, he reached out- grabbing both of their helmets by the sides and then crushed them together. There was a sickening pop and they both fell lifeless to the ground, Amos did not like to use his hands but without his sword, he had no other choice. More bullets struck him, tearing apart his shirt and leaving it in tatters but he carried on to the next group of soldiers unscathed still.

He grappled with a soldier, breaking his neck, then throwing his body into his comrades. He quickly finished them off as they screamed, another hail of bullets bounced off him. This time they came from a building two stories up just in front of him. Amos gained some momentum, then jumped at them, shattering the very wall and leaving a sizable hole. Debris flew everywhere and their frantic shouts were quickly silenced by the God. He moved back to the hole, and to his surprise, some type of missile hit his chest. The explosion bathed him in fire and sent him falling as the floor gave out. He fell onto the ground outside the building amidst the wall wreckage. It buried him, but Amos found it amusing that such a crude weapon could cause so much damage. Impressive for a human, he was sure, but not to him. He pushed his way out of the debris, dust and smoke pooled together as a fire raged inside the unlucky building behind him. 

Gunfire still waged on around him, he wondered how his siblings fared. He had to admit however, the soldiers were committed and he respected that but they had little chance against them. They were but ants underneath a boot, quickly squashed.

[@Rune_Alchemist][@Dezuel][@Dealdric][@SpawnMeme]

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The people celebrating in the town of Maybell new something was amiss in their small slice of heaven when army helicopters began to arrive. They disrupted the festivities and soon enough someone was calling out for them to vacate the town, effect immediately. People shouted angrily, others began to whip out their phones and start recording, and confusion ran rampant. 

Then the gunshots started, and the crowds hushed as they listened, then the screams began as people realized something was happening. Something bad, in their small town. Confusion turned to panic as families began to call out for their loved ones. Children cried as chaos drove the masses. Then an explosion rang in the distance and people began to run away from the whatever was happening.