>>6004162“Over here, I just saw a little girl run into that building!” You call out before taking off in the direction of the collapsing building.
“Where? I didn’t see anything?” You faintly hear Silas say but you’re already too far gone in your sprint to think about his sentence.
The fire is too large to put out, having connected with the fiery tempest that's now consuming the town, even with your water magic. The thought is almost laughable really, a single person controlling that much magic would be well into the realm of impossibility. Though it would be rather helpful if you could extinguish these flames, seeing as you’re forced to venture into them.
“Your Highness, wait!” You hear the voice of Inquisitor Abram before it's drowned out of the crackles of flame as you enter the building. Its support structures have burned away and its thatch roof falls as the inferno eats through it, the only thing standing now is the stone walls. But then there’s no sign of the girl either, not even a cry for help. The heat is almost unbearable and the smoke makes it hard to breathe but still you soldier on. You’d never forgive yourself if- if- Goddess…
In a side room, under a pile of rubble and flame, lies the scorched body of a little girl. Only her front half is visible from under the rubble, and even with that, it’s hard to even come to terms with the corpse in front of you that was once human. More a collection of charred tendons and muscle than anything resembling the blond little girl you saw dash into the house.
The last thing you notice is the girl's outstretched hands and the claw marks on the floor. Goddess, she was- she must have- then a hand rests on your shoulder, “ Your Highness, you couldn’t have-'' You hear the old man’s voice but it barely registers. On a dime you spin ready to unleash a cutting remark without even stopping to think only to stop dead in your tracks, flabbergasted. This is not where you’re supposed to be, not at all.
In front of you is a river, and a forest beyond with stone buildings rising off in the distance. Somehow you’ve been taken from a land in chaos and roughly transplanted into one of total peace. Birds chirp in the distance, butterflies fly to and from, and swans take to the lake. What the Hell just happened?
“It’s rather sad isn’t it?” Comes an all too familiar voice from behind you.
Normally you’d startle, maybe even flinch, should someone sneak up on you. But right now the adrenaline is too much, your confusion, your frustration, too high, “You!” You cry out as you turn to face the little girl who's been the source of so much trouble as of late.
For her part, the blonde girl only tilts her head and smiles, “Me.”
“W-what! Y-yes, you! That’s what I said! Answer me!”
“Answer what? You haven’t asked anything, big sis.”
