The dust had settled. One whole quarter of the city lay trashed. Hundreds were dead, thousands were still missing. The amount of destruction that had occurred was unrivalled by any done to the city before. Aries had come, and he left an ugly scar. Many broken families lay in the streets. Guardians were sprung across the debris. Survivors were too busy moving the dead to even think about tomorrow. The Guardians had been dealt a serious blow, but it was still not over. A tainted Guardian was still in the city, and they were determined to either get rid of it or drive it away. A group of twenty Guardians surrounded Switch at the square. They could all feel the Darkness within him. They didn't hate him, but they couldn't risk another Dark Guardian here, not again. Meanwhile, James and Lakir were focused on keeping Lake alive. James was trying to mend the wound with his Light, but was having difficulty. The bite mark that Hunger left on Lake was large and looked extremely painful. He was on the verge of death, he could almost feel himself leave his body. No one expected today to turn out like it did, but it could not be helped. The city had survived, but at what cost? (( Open to those involved. As well as anyone else. ))