The world around Ciara collapsed, and the lovely sight was replaced with an old, musty mansion.
The chairs were covered in dirt, dust, and were already broken down. The floor was dirty, the chandeliers had fallen to the ground, and everything else was a mess.
The interior was very old, and the nearly broken-down building was simply pathetic in comparison to what was shown just earlier.
"Ciara." Jerry's voice called her from behind.
As usual, a wonderful smile radiated on his face, causing the girl's heart to flutter. She forgot about the ruined building and simply focused on Jerry's lovely charm.
"Looks like everything is back to normal. You got the Arcana, right?" He asked with such innocence and curiousity that it made Ciara's heart ache for a moment.
"Y-yeah." She blurted out hesitantly.
"Sweet! At least one of us got it. I was afraid you'd fail too, but it's such a relief that you passed." Jerry placed his hands on Ciara's shoulder, proceeding with a thumbs up.
"Y-yeah…"
