In a hotel lobby filled with destruction and blood, two young boys could be seen lying on their backs, staring at a decrepit and cracked mural depicting the scene of a party of warriors facing off against a massive dragon.
From time to time, the muscles in the two boy's arms and legs would violently spasm, bringing small painfilled whimpers from their mouths.
{Fuck, this sucks.} Cynrik, the eldest boy, said in the mind link the two brothers shared. They had been lying in this same position for over 30 minutes, and still, neither had enough strength even to wiggle their toes, let alone stand up.
{Yeah…how long till Mom and Dad show up?} Brance, the younger brother, asked while trying to move his pinky finger for the hundredth time unsuccessfully.
{No clue. Tobs wanna chime in?} Cynrik said while asking the artificial intelligence of his system.
-Estimated time of Cinyah and Rikard Jetlensr is 15 minutes and 33 seconds.-