Hunter and vampire watched the catastrophe unfold with an array of emotions from dismay to bemusement. Rhiannon opened her mouth to fire a string of epithets at her erstwhile enemy, but before any such words were spoken, an eerie calm settled upon their scenery. Not even sand shifted.
Then, from the scattered debris, came a serpentine-like ripple, more sensed than properly seen. Eyes might narrow but would struggle to define the shape and path of the entity as it rose like a heat-seeking missile above their heads, past the ochre glow of the El Rey’s streetlamps, then...
Boom!
The entity, whatever it was, had rushed into the open embrace of a welcome party: the infamous Clark County energy reservoir. Katherine and Rhiannon could only shield eyes and ears as a cloud of psychic force mushroomed over the parking lot and spread across the town. Wind swirled, kicking up dust and debris. Arm hairs stood on end. A strange hum grated against the subconscious, beneath the register of most human hearing, but cause for disquiet nonetheless.
When the sun broke the horizon the following day, an orange haze would linger in the atmosphere, transforming Searchlight into an otherworldly terrain.