The walk back to the cottage was quiet...
Rain dripped from rooftops, only visible by the lanterns' light that glowed softly through windows. Most of the village had settled for the night.
After the chaos of the attack, the peaceful silence felt strange.
Almost wrong...
Sera folded her arms, trying to stop her body from shivering. And she wasn't sure if that was the cold winds traveling lazily across the ground---
Or something else…
The situation with the crystals bothered her; far more than she wanted to admit. Because for the first time in all of her lifetimes, she could see both sides.
In her previous lives, the conflict had seemed simple.
Demons needed crystals.
Humans needed crystals.
War happened.
The end!
But now...?
