A massive pillar of reddish black light about up from the middle of the temple, completely blowing what was left of it into a massive like of rubble and debris. Raven Song and I kept our bearings due east, heading to a part of the island that was not as populated, and where the Acheron was docked right underwater. Whatever was going to be coming out of those gates we really didn't want to be here when they did, plus Eve we won't be in danger from the gates themselves, we were right In the middle of hostile territory, so I would very much like to avoid being surrounded by a guild of fanatical players.