The Fall Of The Houses

They came in a stampede, so quickly that it was all a blur. I fell to the ground, the gravel scraping my elbows. My vision blurred with a mixture of purple, green and red. Anna helped me up.
"W - what's going on?" I blurted after regaining my breath. I looked up. Anna looked like she had seen a ghost. She was trembling.
"They are here."
"Wait, WHO'S here?"
"THEM." She gestures to the crowd that passed us. Three figures stood before the mayor. He looked troubled. The first figure took a step forward. He wore a purple jacket, and black jeans. A knife was strapped to his thigh. The mayor stared at him carefully.
"Hello there, Discord." he said gently.
"Don't act like you didn't do anything, Mathew!" the purple man yelled, "Don't play nice!" He grabbed the knife strapped to his thigh.
"Hold it! Let's not get hasty!" the mayor shrieked, scared, "Let's talk over this!"
"We are NOT going to talk this over," the man mumbled, with a sight smirk. He walked to the mayor and then, all of the sudden, stabbed him in the stomach. The mayor gagged, and fell. People started to scream. I understood why.This wasn't Discord. Discord couldn't be like this. But, maybe they had a reason? Maybe I shouldn't freak out. The three figures rose in the air like they had magic, and said together, monotone, like one person,
"The houses are gone. Discord has fallen. The spirit is back." Their eyes glowed.
NOW it was an appropriate time to freak out.