Knight Sheyi gave the order for the ship to land on the barren ground of the Chikitsa Clan.
As the majestic vessel descended, its wings folded gracefully, and it touched down with a soft thud, sending up a small cloud of dust. Sheyi disembarked, followed closely by Danfo, Kevin, and Dona. The atmosphere was heavy with the weight of memories and the lingering scent of death.
The land before them was a desolate wasteland, scarred by the devastation wrought by Chiron's release of the devils. The once vibrant village was now nothing more than charred ruins and skeletal remains of buildings.
The ground was cracked and dry, devoid of any sign of life. Pockets of dark, malevolent energy still lingered, the remnants of the devil's presence poisoning the air and the earth.
