"Welcome to Leowa, the world of magic. Or at least it used to be," Shelly said as she looked at the destroyed city from the harbor.
The city looked like a medieval world but there was something different about it. The buildings' structures looked like in a fantasy world where the buildings weren't square and there were remains of spiral buildings that used to be towers.
A massive clock as big as the colosseum that fell in the middle of the city, and a very tall altar with thousands of steps of a staircase made from stone that reached the sky on the further back of the city. They could see the colorful buildings and could tell the city used to be gorgeous.
"You said that you evacuated everyone, so does that mean this whole island is empty?" Jeanne asked as she looked at the city.
"Yes, everyone," Shelly answered and stared blankly at the wet brick road. "Come, I will show you my temple and you can rest there for tonight," Shelly said as she looked at them over her right shoulder.
