Giving her a nod, I turned back to our objective. "Let’s go," I ordered. No one objected, allowing us to finally make it to the River Thames. The scene I saw as I looked up where Big Ben was, was heartbreaking. The clock tower had been ripped apart into many pieces, the clock nowhere to be seen. London Eye was melting in green fire, its wheel started to bend from the intense heat. The Vauxhall Bridge still held, but I didn’t know for how long. Humans were running as fast as they could away from the large Abyssal Lord that had started to walk slowly onto the bridge. My eyes widened as the lord started to build up its magic to kill all of the civilians running for their lives. "NO!" I screamed at the lord.