I don't know where we're going. Just towards the wall, away from the palace. We're still heading that way, right? Of course we are... The empress wouldn't be lost...
People are tripping over each other to join the flow to follow them. Children wailing in their parent's arms or because they can't find them. The tremors from the attack have already destroyed some buildings that collapsed from the quakes.
What will we even do when we escape? We'll be stranded with the entire city without a home...
Favian keeps pace and looks back. He sees the night god's assault is being deterred. Blasts of black flame have staggered it back into the ocean.
Sapha... They're trying to fight it?! Oh gods, what if it takes Yumi? Do I go back and help?
What would I do? I'm useless...
I have to stay with the empress... I'm most helpful to them... I couldn't fight through this crowd anyway...
Please Sapha... Yumi...
Just live... Please just live...
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Tidal Florette - A Painted Soul I
FantasyThere are gods of day and gods of night. And a war against the divine is inevitable. The mortal realm is being overrun from the wilderness by banished Nightrealm creatures called Moonlit, while the Ignited Temple of the Day hunts those practicing fo...
