From the top of the tallest house that remained amongst the rubble, Fishy stood above all those below him. The small group consisted of the few residences that Clara was able to revive thanks to her holy magic. At the present time, she was still going around fixing the broken people. Those who were only missing a few scraps were revived with minor scars and cuts, but those with larger pieces couldn't be saved. And there was zero chance for those who had been reduced to dust.
"Right now, we have freed you." Fishy addressed the small group of 13, consisting of mostly older men and kids. "Your town had a creature resting in the lake which was feeding off you this entire time. However, that creature has died. If you turn your head to the lake you can still see its body resting as it bounces up and down gently like a dead whale."
