Captain Byers spurred on her mount (a bipedal lizard with a long neck). She had been forced to use the lizard to get around, as the ships had trouble navigating the sky near Kamsara.
'What is going on in that city?' The woman wondered. She had heard that something like this had happened twenty years ago. All rakna-based technology failed after the Marked Ones entered a shrine.
The mount went down a slope, from where the camp of the people who were evacuated from the city could be seen. Kamsara, on the other hand, was still emitting black smoke between the downtown buildings. Byers frowned. 'How destroyed was the city?' She wondered.
Kamsara was the city of art. The beauty of its architecture was very important to its inhabitants. So destroying buildings was something unthinkable.
