It happened so quickly.
One moment she was in a vast desert and the next, she found herself in an alabaster temple with a familiar face staring at her with a warm smile.
Arwen reached out and touched her cheek before slowly moving her palm into her line of sight.
Then almost like she'd recalled something, she quickly looked around but try as she may, what she sought was nowhere to be found.
"...Claudia." She muttered in a hoarse voice.
Roland, who had woken up at some point, met her gaze and slowly shook his head as he clenched his fist.
As tears welled in her eyes, she asked. "Is this real?"
"... We won but… Claudia..."
Just then, Alex's voice came from behind. "She knew the risks and still took it… she died a hero."
"..." As the tears trailed down her cheeks, Arwen remained silent for a time, her thoughts a grand mess.
As she slowly clenched her fist, she muttered softly. "That's good… I'm glad to hear it."
