Faces of the Fallen

>Council Chambers on the planetary unit: Nepxus<

Balin stepped into the fog ladled hallway, the voices of the council members raised monstrously as they got closer, debating the future of Galleria. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as his eyebrows furled in fury, he tried to push these feelings of anger and despair aside, he had to remain neutral, so he would have complete control over his powers. He pushed slightly on the massive concrete doors; Earendil started to push as well, 129 patiently waited for the doors to open, fog filled the hallway as the doors spread open. Frigid air poured in all around them, Balin looked around blinded by the sunlight that pierced through the clouds.