Before Skullius and Elita reached the Purity Headquarters...
The woman had never felt this kind of relief before. No one had cared for the commonfolk since the Great Trembling. When the creatures of darkness had begun their evil campaign, rising from the Under and slaughtering endlessly without mercy, she had watched as her oldest son, who, while exhibiting bravery too great for a common man, had attempted to protect them all. He had shielded his younger sister, and her while stomaching the sight of his beheaded father only a few inches away.
If bravery was a dragon, he might have saved the whole of Aigas on his own, but alas, the woman had watched him get gutted like a fish. She and her daughter couldn't have looked away. Closing their eyes was no comfort and looking elsewhere only gave them a different picture of death.
The horrendous image was burned into her eyes even now. It would never fade, but her heart was starting to rest and accept the new future.