The people panicked, running wildly in all directions and screaming at the top of their voices, even though it was impossible to be heard over the noise of the wind and the trumpets. They ran even though there was no safe direction to go; anywhere they went, there were falling buildings, fires or cracks opening in the ground. The Guardian and his promises of freedom were forgotten in an instant; this was the Apocalypse the Prophet had warned them of, and now all their penitence would be too late.
Caught off balance, Wayne needed a few moments of calm thought before he could quiet the raging storm around him. With a deliberate act of will, he forced the earth to be still again, quenched the fires and righted the fallen buildings. He fought against the wind, but found he could do nothing; i
