Sanguis heard voices, breaking through the previously, unnervingly quite glade. One voice was vaguely familiar, and then he remembered, that stranger he had just talked to before his patrol. The elf placed his hand on the frozen dome and felt the ice bite into his skin, but ignoring the cold, he climbed making hand holds for himself wherever need be. Finally Sanguis reached the top and looked out over the vast terrain around him. The ashes of the school along with several half destroyed walls, rising like great rocks from a sea of black, littered the landscape. Surrounding the glade of the had been academy, stood great trees, they seemed endless, the colors and heights could give one the impression they were looking over a muti-shaded plain covered in the freshly grown grass.
Tearing his eyes away from the amazing view he looked towards the perimeter of the dome on which he stood. A figure was in a heap on the ground, her silver hair creating a shimmering mane around her elven features. Sanguis ran down towards the girl, ignoring the other figure standing nearby, he bent over her and checked her breathing and pulse, they were normal. He breathed a sigh of relief and as his sense of danger faded he examined the creature herself. Her skin was curiously pale, it wasn't unexpected of someone who had just fallen and lay unconscious, but unless he was mistaken, it appeared to be the natural tone of the girl’s skin. She looked like a being of light, her clothes and skin were all white, with that silver hair surrounding her head like a halo, the sun reflected off her body making her hard to look at for more than a few moments. Gently shaking her Sanguis tried to bring the glowing female to consciousness.
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