Destruction. Burning smoke rose to the sky. Flickering embers danced around rubbles and debris. Beams and vehicles melted into the blackened soil. Years of work, destroyed, desecrated, and stained by vile hands.
It was cruel; it was unjust, but nothing could be done.
However, not everyone had the same thoughts. A few meters away, a glowing gold humanoid figure stepped into the ruins while shrouded by smoke. The steps were filled with vengeance and malice.
Revenge surrounded this figure, hate masked their face, and the pursuit to do evil pursued its steps.
The figure stopped. Eyes scanned the lands, moving like a machine, for he was powered by anger.
Legs knelt.
Hands moved down and picked up ashes before letting them soar to the sky, under the blankets of the night, amd the light of the moon. And the person watched.
Then the figure said: "I have failed my duty, broken my oath, and hurt my benefactor. "
