Midnight soon came.
The citizens of Aclaria dispersed, and as the merchants shut the light of their stores, rolled up their blinds, and tidied their spaces—Lumi and Siegren ventured the streets, wearing their cloaks to conceal their appearance.
The moon was already shining brightly, and the people already were on their deep slumber.
The two waited for the commotion to die down.
When the people found out about the collapsed building and the clerics who were crushed beneath the fallen debris, it called upon the attention of many. While that happens, Siegren and Lumi used it as a chance to exit the capital of the country.
They were now in the outskirts of Aclaria, nearing its gates.
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Lumi stretched her hands, looking behind her as she stares at the country she has left behind. Strangely, it didn't feel the same as when she left Estela—there wasn't a bitter feeling that followed her. Rather, she felt free.
She felt as if she was a step closer into meeting her family.
