32nd step: Served cold
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favorthebold[The feed clicks on to a view from a high vantage point - a view of Sasuke's house. Over it, the darkness of night is darker, somehow, almost oppressive - because right above it, thick storm clouds gather at freakish speed, obscuring moons and stars. Something very unnatural is about to happen. It's happening right now.
A flash. A blaze. A huge forked lightning bolt, exploding out of the cloud and hitting the house dead on. The roof groans and shatters, wood and stone surrender and split and add to the roar of the thunder. And then a brighter, crackling blaze, red, thick, rising.
The broken house burns.
Saul speaks in a low, calm voice.]
This, dome Madara, was a promise.
[And he switches the feed off, before it can be seen whether anyone emerges alive from the burning wreck.]
A flash. A blaze. A huge forked lightning bolt, exploding out of the cloud and hitting the house dead on. The roof groans and shatters, wood and stone surrender and split and add to the roar of the thunder. And then a brighter, crackling blaze, red, thick, rising.
The broken house burns.
Saul speaks in a low, calm voice.]
This, dome Madara, was a promise.
[And he switches the feed off, before it can be seen whether anyone emerges alive from the burning wreck.]
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