Something in her twisted as she looked upon the ruined city. She had fought to keep it's residences safe from harm, but now it was all for naught. Slowly she moved forword, ruble and ash crunching with small smoky puffs. Something than caught her attention, a small blood encrusted hand. Horror struck her deep than, tearing away the numb state she had fallen into. Snapping at horror's heels was rage with all its throfting violet anger. Her eyes narrowed as she looked around her looking for something, anything. A sound than caught her attention, not the crumbling city, but the silent wheezing of something struggling to breath. Slowly, cautiously she moved forward on silent feet. She stopped before a pile of scorched rubble, she watched it silently. When a silent sob came from it is when she acted, unsure as to what she'll find. With the first scrap of stone on stone the sobbing stopped as if what ever within was tarrified of being found. Soon she came to an impasse with it, if she removed anymore stone from her angle would cause it to crumble inwards. So she circled it looking for a way to get into it. Finally she found a place where the rubble was stabilized. Eventually the stone was removed and she came across a dusty blood splattered mess. Her breath caught as she came across a tearified child. Slowly she knelt by the child in order to resure him. Slowly she managed to calm the child. With his small hand firmly grasped in hers, they made there way out of the dieing city, collecting three more children and six adults on the way.
