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[h2][centre]Gatekeeper, Troilus, Miyama Town[/centre][/h2]

The fire worsened. As the horn blasted, the flames leapt higher, and only continued to grow in strength, in pure power and terror. 

Had they failed?

It wasn’t long until the fire grew once more, into something truly horrifying. A lake of black fire, one that reached out towards Troilus, one that’s fumes licked at the mind. The horrifying faces that stared into his eyes, radiating hatred. 

Was this what the others had felt, as Troy burned?
He couldn’t stay here. He couldn’t die here, not under any circumstances. Even if they’d failed, that remained true.

Certainly, Troilus had failed. These weren’t the actions of a hero, but of a scared child. He turned around, and began to flee the fire, moving faster than before. 

Back towards Troy, back towards ‘home’. 

[b][center]Leaving Miyama Town, entering Shinto town[/center][/b]