(Azriel POV)
Azriel looked around The Blight, it was the same as always. The same dead dark ground beneath her feet. The same blood red sky, the same clamour and whisper of pain from all around. The buzz of The Blight was missing as she realized that ,most of the residents, demons and wraiths were all in the battle.
Ashdeer stood behind her all agog. He was seeing The Blight in person for the first time. He bent down, still wincing. She could sense his frailty from here. His injuries were now worse and he was very weak. Yet he touched the soil to check it for himself.
"It's like it's dead.' he said in wonder. "I mean I have lived so many years right next door to The Blight and hating it, and yet, now that I am here, I don't see the evil in it. Just pain."
