A cold sensation on her lips. Something cold was pressing on her body. She could feel her senses awaken, yet her body did not wake up. She had to wake up if she wanted to save the children! Those bastards had probably sacrificed them or were about to! Even if there was a single ray of hope she wished to follow, please, oh please!
Right then, she was reminded that she could use magic. Maybe it will help her. She had no idea, but all she knew was that magic was a combination of willpower, mana, and imagination. She took her seat on the ground, concentrating on her mana.
It might have been a foreign concept, but she could now see the outside world. The children! Her soul called out, and instantly she was teleported to a place where the top shell of the dome was elevated, which let light inside. The dome's two stories featured arched doors supported by pillars.
