A strain for survival
In the shadowed aftermath of the tumultuous clashes in the Arena, beneath a mound of rubble, a small enclave of survivors sought refuge. Father Black, a figure veiled in dark robes, his giant dog—a hulking creature akin to the size of a car—and Glenn, the weary witch, found themselves sheltered amidst the remnants of the otherworldly battles.
Glenn, having wielded her formidable magic to whisk away the denizens of the Arena and the City of Milk and Honey to safety, now bore the weight of exhaustion.
Despite her immense mystical prowess, the act had drained a considerable portion of her power, leaving her fatigued and vulnerable. Father Black, ever watchful and caring, attended to her needs, understanding the toll her magical exertions had taken.