The Cost of The Populace - Part 4

"Please, everyone – you'll hurt each other if you keep moving so frantically. Do not be alarmed. The gate often gets stuck. We'll deal with it soon enough," she said, her voice sickly sweet. Vol got the sense that she didn't believe her own words. Or it might simply have been his own distrust for nobility shining through – they always seemed to look down on the normal folk.

Of course, that was when Nolan's plan made its initial and literal bang.

BAAAAAAAAAAANGGGGGGGGGG!

A sharp noise, tearing across the gathered people like thunder, and travelling towards the Syndrans too. Everyone within five miles was looking in the same direction, as they saw a pillow of smoke rise up high into the air, fuelled by a burst of angry fire, right by the bridge gates. The flames licked up the stone wall, quickly blackening them.

The people shouted in dismay, shoving desperately for some sense of safety.

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANGGGGGGGGG!"