Saviour Born of the Lake

The roar of the Bake-kujira echoed across Lake Shinji and to the land. It was no longer the lone threat it had been moments ago. It was neither stronger or weaker, it was...

Booker felt it first. His vision dulled and his breathing grew labored as though the weight of the atmosphere had doubled. His finger, squeezed tight on the trigger, suddenly left.

"Fuck, I feel…"

Matty dropped to his knees, gasping. "J-Jules…!"

"M-Matty, are you okay!?" Jules didn't seem affected.

Why was that…?

Booker grit his teeth. Her phoenix. Its light was shining upon her. Its healing light was apart of her and protecting her. But not Matty and Booker. "The plague…!"

From here, he could see the signs spreading. Boats and rowers slowing.