Dugel's breath caught in his throat. His eyes, still wide from the sheer terror of nearly being gored, fixed on the figure standing atop the smoldering boar. The fire-lit silhouette of the girl, flames still curling around her fingers, seemed to burn itself into his memory.
'Beautiful...' The thought surfaced unbidden, cutting through the lingering fog of fear. 'She's... beautiful.'
Heiji's jaw hung open, his voice a low, stunned mutter. "We're... we're alive?"
Olnad didn't answer. His eyes were fixed on the scene before him, but his focus had shifted from the girl to the figures emerging from the shadows behind her.
The first was a man.
