[Music recommendation: Light of the Seven · Ramin Djawadi]
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The first thing he saw was that there was no door anymore, as though it had been blasted away by a powerful fire attack. Then his eyes moved to what had once been their chamber. Their sanctuary now had an entire wall blown off, along with the ceiling, allowing water from the crimson sky to pour in and flood the room.
Gavriel felt his heart stop, and slowly, his feet began to move into the wreckage.
His eyes fell on the bed where he had left his Hera, but she was nowhere to be seen. Instead, all that remained was blood on the wet white sheets.
His gaze drifted downward to the floor, halting at the sight of a massive, fluffy form lying motionless nearby. His chest heaved as he recognised the severed head of the beast he knew all too well.
