Azuri had been flying for a while now, and though Lily's weight didn't bother her, at all, she was worn out, with her left arm having met it's end, Lily's crimson mist, having waned her strength, probably, affected her soul, she was less than optimal, at the moment.
The coldness, seemed to coil around her, and she more than once had to stop, and catch her breath, but forced herself to move forward, if not for her sake, for Lily's. The only fortunate thing, about her fruitless trip, she hasn't met any spectres.
But once in a while, she would find a dead body, some died the same, as the little girl, she had stumbled upon earlier, but some looked to have peacefully died, well.. more peaceful than the once killed by spectres.
