As the Sorcerer strides through downtown chaos bursts forth. Cars explode, trees melt, birds speak. Dragons pour forth from beneath the earth, circling above his head.
People are trampled in their rush to escape, but the Sorcerer pays no heed, too lost is he in the chaos his majik hath wrought.
He throws back his head and, drunk with power, laughs.
Across town, I’m alone. Alone and nervous. Nervous and afraid for my life.
Afraid for my life, and hastily strapping myself into my newest Battlemech.
I believe in myself.
I believe in science.
The time has come for action.