Cassandra released Miguel from her grip. The man who was unusually exhausted fell to the ground like a limp sack of potatoes. She didn't understand what Miguel was requesting, but whatever it was, it was his problem.

Another lab-rat like herself approached them. He was the one who had talked previously, and had stood idle during the battle. Though she couldn't discern the numbers written in the clothes with clarity, she remembered his face, and knew she had seen him before in the capsule chamber.

Distant and faint, birds squawked repeatedly high in the sky. Though Cassandra's eye of the mind did not reach that far, the rest of the people could appreciate the gigantic, dinosaur-like birds circling a particularly tall building. Suddenly, one of them was blasted with a colorful ray and fell to the ground. The rest of the hell birds kept squawking and flying regardless.

Cassandra grunted. She couldn't see what was going on and this certainly frustrated her. The eye of her mind was quite an advantage over a regular set of eyes, but somehow she knew she once had both the regular and special set of eyes. She made a conscious effort not to think why she had become this way, since she had already fainted twice when her memories were brewing up.

Everyone stood silent, clearly watching whatever was going on at the distance. She wanted to ask, but she didn't want to show weakness. Still, it was important to know what was going on. Determined, Cassandra opened her mouth, but her question was overshadowed by a massive, inhuman scream that resounded throughout the city. Even the hell birds ceased their flying pattern, and all flew into a different direction together.

The ground shook. And again. Something was moving. Each step resounded like a massive creature. The scream again. It was closing in.

The hell birds flew in disarray, spreading out and circling the entire city from up above. One of them flew over the party of three. The monstrous bird stopped gliding and batted its wings. It squawked again.

As if answered, the scream resounded again. The steps interval became shorter, louder, and stronger. Whatever it was, it was coming even closer.

A four story building stood not far at the distance. Though the building was clearly vacant, the cause of the damage it had sustained was not as evident. Part of the building had collapsed, and it revealed its interior. It was as if a demolishing crane had hit the building pretty hard, but hadn't finished the job.

The ground stomps stopped. A massive fist went right through the building's remaining wall. It had the size of a man's torso. Whether intentional or otherwise, a piece of wall propelled by the fist catapulted right towards the party. It reached the ground up ahead of them, and with the momentum it tumbled towards Cassandra and the rest. She jumped out of the way, safely getting out of the boulder's deadly trajectory.

In the eye her mind, she could already see the massive creature, but it didn't take long for the party to do as well. The wall collapsed, and immediately out of the dust cloud came a creature that resembled a minotaur. It had the legs and head of a bull, but the torso was a man's. And this, was a hell-tainted version of it.

Through red eyes it searched frantically until the creature's head and snorting nostrils locked on the party. The hell birds who looked more like gigantic bats circled around the minotaur, but a few broke from the circle and flew towards the party. Just when the minotaur was hurling another boulder -ignoring the approaching birds- a young man appeared in the distance traveling through the walls of buildings smoothly like a boat through water, carried out by what appeared to be two arms made of the same material as the wall. He extended his own arms, and shot a colorful beam that hit the flying boulder, and prevented it from landing on the party.

This caught the minotaur's attention for a moment, but not the birds'.