Chapter 641

• The ground cracked more, and bits of the cathedral ceiling crumbled, broke off, and fell around them. It wasn't a building, but a cavern that'd been carved. It didn't bend with the vibrations or warp, it just broke, like a rock half sitting in a fire, and shards of blackstone shot out in all directions from the walls and ceiling.
• "Moriah! Tzipporah!" the angel yelled. "Quickly, before it happens again!"
• Yells, screams, and cries of pain poured in from the other side of the cathedral entrance, but it was full of bodies coming and going, Cainites unsure of what to do. The quake settled the question for them, and layers of the splitting cavern crashed onto them. Rocks fell, stones as big as David's head, and some as big as David, and they broke shoulders and skulls on the way down. The only reason David wasn't crushed was because he knew the quakes were only going to get worse, so he paid attention to the ceiling, and rolled to one side to dodge falling debris.