[Galaxy Fall.]
[Battlefield.]
Mirabella's Spectral form materialized above a blood-soaked, desolate expanse. The air was thick with the copper stench of carnage and the ash of a ruined world. She moved her gaze around, taking in the countless corpses that littered the bloody battlefield, before turning her head to a solitary, kneeling figure some distance away.
Mirabella blinked, drifting closer to the figure, and was stunned speechless.
The figure was Carl. He was kneeling on the cracked, ruined ground, holding her lifeless body in his trembling arms. Dark blood was flowing from her lips, and a massive, fatal hole was torn completely through her chest, exactly where her heart should have been.
"I was killed?" she muttered in surprise, staring at her own corpse.
