***
{Outside The Projection}
"THERE'S NO GOD BUT THE TRUE SULTAN!"
Some fanatic shouted, breaking a breath-long trance, and many followed.
"THERE'S NO GOD BUT THE TRUE SULTAN!"
"THERE'S NO GOD BUT THE TRUE SULTAN!"
"THERE'S NO GOD BUT THE TRUE SULTAN!"
"THERE'S NO GOD BUT THE TRUE SULTAN!"
It seemed that witnessing Hell on Fam Iblis had reminded the religious factions, mainly Templar, of their mouths' existence, prompting roars that were long from reaching an end.
They weren't the only ones, as the rest of the crowd had also erupted.
"Did you see that?! Did you SEE that?!"
A broad-shouldered man turned wildly to those around him, face twisted in shock.
"He actually—he actually—"
"He ran through No Man's Land like a mad dog!"
"By the Divine, I thought he was dead five times over!"
"A hundred! No, a thousand times! Look at him!"
"The Sultan's half a corpse, and he just—he—jumped straight into the Edge."
That single statement sobered some of the noise.
