Deselle eyelids flutter before she closes them entirely. Her body lifelessly falls to the ground with her cross falling close behind her; It reaches her back and gently rests her on the broken grass below. After a few moments her eyes awaken once more, she raises herself from the ground and stumbles before looking at her surroundings.
The once peaceful and vibrant meadows covered with glistening green grass and colorful flowers were now a charred wasteland with black soot falling from the air. The trees and bushes bringing life to the area were nowhere to be seen, in their place were branches and sticks still inflamed from the recent combustion.
Deselle's eyes widen, she turns around and looks left and right before running over to the tall white tower in the distance.
"Are you two alright—"
