《Crimson Moon》Vol. 4 - Prologue:
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Rio Grande City…
A clear sky with stars that shine down the city...There is a New Moon tonight making the sky darker than usual...there is a silence in Sun City...people live their normal lives not knowing what was happening in Rio Grande City…
(BBBOOOOMMMM CCCRRRAASSSSHHHH)
“Corran...los demonios vienen por nosotros…” (Ruan away, the demons are coming after us…)
The City is in panic, people run away as they are being chased by Sombras...The Sombras are visible and stronger than before...and attack people mercilessly….
(SSSSSLLLLAASSHHHH)
“Naomi...come on, we must escape…” Mariana pulls Naomi’s arm as they try to run from the Sombras. The three sisters head towards a restaurant as one of the Sombras flies towards them. Fabiola makes her lance appear and throws it.
(SSSLLLAASSHHH)
Fabiola purifies the Sombras; “Take that…”
“You did it…” Abril celebrates. “LOOK OUT!” Fabiola screams, Abril turns around and sees a Sombra behind her.
(PPUUMM)
The Sombras hits Abril. “AAABBRRIIILLLL!” Fabiola catches her, soon the four girls are surrounded by the Sombras. Fabiola with tears on her eyes says with a trembling voice:
“Somebody...help…”
Meanwhile…
At the top of a building… Tiwa fights against El Muerto….
(SSSSLLLAASSHHHH)
“DAMN YOU!” Tiwa screams as she bleeds from her arm. El Muerto who looks different, with a red stripe mask, and black wings from his back.
“Don’t tell me that’s all you got, Shaman…”
Tiwa smiles, she takes out her amulet, the amulet is diamond; “Don’t underestimate me...I am Tiwa de Ysleta...the last Shaman…”
A pillar of yellow manna shines as Tiwa prepares to fight seriously. At another part of the city, Uriel in his Charro Form stands next to a man wearing a cowboy suit. They observe as a giant Sombra approaches the city.
(BOOM BOOM BOOM)
“Hey kid, I hope you’re ready to do the right thing…”
Uriel looks at the giant Sombra that has the form of a giant lizard, walks forward; “I guess I have no choice, I must kill the Shadow Tamer…”
Uriel’s eyes turn red, the cowboy laughs; “EXCELLENT...IT’S TIME TO HUNT…”
(RRRRRAAAWWWW)
The giant Sombra charges straight to the city preparing to attack….
(BBBOOOMMM)
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