Chapter 646: An Elf's Tale, Part 52

Why did it seem so peaceful? Up above, the endless sea of blue skies, why hasn't it just disappeared yet? Why does time persist? Why does the world still exist?

She blinked, she breathed… the crisp winter air coating her insides still with feeble life… another blink, another breath… why was she still alive? 

There were people running from everywhere… an ear pressed into the dirt, it was as if she could hear everything, everyone… their yells rumbling within the earth, growing further, fainter, fear begetting fear, as the entire Sanctum succumbed to the contagious panic, vacating the premises… over and over the unthinkable given life… 

An Elf-Knight has killed her Master and a Magus. 

The entire courtyard reeked with the pungent stench of death, the once vibrant green grass now watered and glazed with the red of blood… but she refused to believe it.