Lukas sighed as he hung his head.
"Thanks for helping..."
"I'm just paying you back for helping bury the deceased in Mistfell."
"But you weren't there."
"But it was my home, it's the least I could do. I heard the rest of Shorstone were buried shortly after the disaster happened. I think they didn't know about this place since it was far enough outside Shorstone to not be seen in the dark of night."
"That's good..."
Lukas got up to leave and began to walk towards the rest of Shorstone. Skyla followed in silence, her arm now gone once again. It was a short trip to town now that Lukas had grown. In the middle of Shorstone's central street, he saw just how bad the destruction was.
He looked down the street to the south, there he saw a large figure staring at him as it towered over the rest of the town. But in another blink, it was gone.
'I was here...'
