Right in front of her squirmed a baby still alive covered by the skeleton and the charred cloak. How had it been alive during this entire horror show?
Without further questions, she picked up the gaggling child looking at it with awe. It still breathed fine and had good health. With the dry blood clotted over its body, it was safe to say that the baby had only just been born.
"Goobgoo," she heard the baby utter unintelligibly, making her laugh and cry at the same time.
"Joan?" someone said behind her, startling the mage.
"Oh, it's just you," she sighed when she found the stranger to be Lady Quill.
"Is that a… baby?" the iron mage asked in shock, getting closer to inspect the little creature.
"Yes it is."
"This can't be happening!" the iron mage yelled with her hands over her head. "No, no, no!"
"What is it?"
"How could these rebels do such a cruel thing?!"
