No one is coming.
I still hear them. My neighbors screaming for help, day and night. The pleas to save a parent or a child trapped beneath rubble. Terror at what Bava Nisos must now look like. The air reeks of bloodstone. Something blocks my shadowcraft. I will not escape.
The titans are dead, but the capital died with them.
Am I the last one?
When it's over, who will be left to remember our names?
Our cities? Our achievements? Our mistakes?
When this wound finally claims me and my body turns to dust—will anyone remember me?
No one is coming.
I still hear them. My neighbors screaming for help, day and night. The pleas to save a parent or a child trapped beneath rubble. Terror at what Bava Nisos must now look like. The air reeks of bloodstone. Something blocks my shadowcraft. I will not escape.
The titans are dead, but the capital died with them.
Am I the last one?
When it's over, who will be left to remember our names?
Our cities? Our achievements? Our mistakes?
When this wound finally claims me and my body turns to dust—will anyone remember me? · Guild Wars 2 Database