The air started getting colder the longer the fight in the sky continued. About ten minutes had passed ever since Kendall had taken down the possessed and was currently on the ground as the girl helped heal her.
They hadn't talked much because she was still processing what she had just seen earlier. This specific sanctum had fallen and rebuilding was going to take some time considering the fact they wouldn't want to get the rest of the world involved in this, especially at a time when the world still thinks that balance still exists. Something like this would be a sign of imbalance and god knows how much destruction can emerge from something like this.
"How old are you?" she asked out of curiosity after seeing how young this girl looked. The pain in her head had gone down gradually which was a sign that this girl's magic was working perfectly and anytime soon she would be able to at least move once she was done.
"I'm fourteen. I am an orphan," she answered.
