(Tayber POV)
And then I reached out my hand towards the girl who was curled up in a ball. Desperate, she latched onto my hand as I pulled her up. Her flowing tears suddenly burst out as she buried her face into my chest.
Mother made the immediate decision of taking her in for now due to her weak and pitiful state. I handed the crying girl to mother as we wandered the broken streets. Houses, buildings, sheds, everything had crumbled.
We continued to wander down the streets and ignored the cries for help. There could've been lingering monsters, so my mom regretfully ignored the pleas that were directed right at her.
I didn't understand mothers' tears at that time.
We ran until we arrived at the local church. For some reason, it wasn't torn down in the slightest, so we immediately ran inside. What greeted us were hundreds of families huddled together with the king, trying to calm them down.
