The town was under attack.<br/><br/>Brom had been riding close beside her, as close as he could keep up, when the first boom sounded off from somewhere nearby and yet not so close. If he had been a real soldier and experienced the battlefield against the Enemy, he would've known the sound very well. But, he wasn't a soldier from the battlefield, he was a bodyguard. Now the city suddenly felt like a warzone, with screaming men and women running everywhere, and Brom felt woefully unprepared. Probably about the same as any soldier felt when faced with the Enemy, though, since the majority of them were rookies. It was hard to become a veteran when you lost every battle.<br/><br/>When it exploded, the shockwave battered him, but he'd had time to brace himself slightly against his horse's mane. Luckily, Tobo knew what was best for himself and also tucked into Brom's lap. But when looked up to find Niah, which was always his first reaction when trouble arose, he found her slumped against the saddle. "Niah!" He shouted. "Niah! Be careful!" Somehow, she looked too shaken to really hear him or respond over the sudden din of mayhem engulfing the town. The Enemy moved far too quickly.<br/><br/>Suddenly overhead was the giant inhuman figure of an Enemy himself, Brom could only see him leap into the air and land far off behind some houses. Other's followed, reminding him of great big murderous grasshoppers, and they all seemed to be converging on a central location in town. The factory. But, he didn't have much time to compute that fact, as other noise started to filter through the screaming and panic. There was the sounds of animals, though not animals, coming out from one side of the town. Barking mixed with chirping mixed with a tiger's roar and an elephant's trumpet... a cacophony of nature sounds. Brom had heard enough about the Enemy to know what this meant. Their legions of disfigured animal fodder. They'd let them loose on the town. He looked forward to Niah once again.<br/><br/>"Niah!" He shouted once more, but this was as much to bolster his own spirit as it was to catch her attention. Gripping the cat Tobo securely to his breast with one arm, grabbing the reins with another, he determinedly tried to push his old horse as fast as it would go. "Don't stop for anything! Ride straight!"