Emma Serno

*He stares at the incoming storm with a grim look on his face as he spits into the sand* "You know how to work that rig?" *He points to the Charcannon Exhumé*

*She follows his gaze, looking at the vehicle.* Yeah, I know how to drive it. Why? You think we'll need it?

*He kneels down as strange, glossy white plates unfold from under the collar of his uniform to modularly fit into place around his helm, spiny plates swept backwards twitch as the helm is completed with a set of 4 glowing bright yellow cameras like amber set in marble as the screen in front of him feeds him a wealth of visual information as he switches to thermals as there is a pillar of white hot swirling mass of hundreds of thousands of flying signatures* "....that much death...and bodies..."

*She nods slowly, her expression thoughtful.* So you're not here to fight in the war? You're here to...end it?

*He nods* "The more death, bodies, flesh and bone the harder things will get...more will die exponentially until almost all life is wiped out and the "god" can be reborn"

*Her eyes widen in horror. She can't believe what she's hearing. She looks over at him, her voice shaking.* You mean to tell me that all this death, all this destruction...is because of one being?