Armisiel is surprised as he enters the starting town to find it being deserted. There’s no one around and it looks like it’s been attacked. “Did I miss out on some event?” He wonders aloud before deciding that it’s more likely some sort of server error. The player begins to contact a GM when he sees two people in the distance running towards him. “Hey!” He waves, smiling as he begins to approach them. He quickly sees the look of despair though and stops in his tracks. “What the shit?!” Andrew yells out in shock as a pair of large hellhounds pounce on the two players, knocking them to the ground. They start screaming as they’re dragged away.<br/><br/>“Okay, so definitely some kind of event. Otherwise they’d just logout, right?” Immediately, Andrew starts to feel a sense of dread. Quickly opening his menu, the player searches for the log out button and tries to press it. The pit in his stomach grows as it fails to work. He’d heard the news reports with the Sword Art Online incident, but he never expected it to happen again. “No… no, no, no….” He mutters, closing the menu and starting to run. This couldn’t be possible. They’d worked out those problems to make sure this could never happen again, hadn’t they? Even in SAO though, no one had ever been attacked in a city. That was something completely different.<br/><br/>As he’s running for the town’s exit, one of those hellhounds jumps out at Armisiel. Quickly bringing up his shield, he manages to take the first hit that pushes him back.  The tank slashes at the monster, but hardly does any damage to it. Still, the attack dealt damage, so these things aren’t invincible. That’s a good sign. It means the player can fight them off eventually. For now though, he had to get away though. Armisiel feints to the left, causing the creature to lunge forward. Dodging right, he runs past it, going into a full sprint as he puts as much distance between him and the beast as possible.<br/><br/>It doesn’t take Andrew long to come across another player. The brown haired girl looked to be in trouble, one of the hellhounds having its jaws sunk into her legs. Yelling out, Armisiel leaps forward, striking the monster’s neck with his sword. The attack hardly does anything, but it at least gets the dog to let go and turn to face him. “We have to run for it!” He tells the girl, smashing the monster’s snout with his shield before circling around. “Come on!” After helping his fellow player to her feet, Armisiel gets another hit in before starting to run away again.