Flames raged on around her and a toxic fog clogged her lungs, making it difficult to see and breathe.
The blood curdling screams of a female mutant could be heard above the clash of weapons, but Luthera continued flying across the battlefield.
Caligar was somewhere nearby, and she wished she hadn't lost sight of his figure when she passed over a burning pyre.
On the ground, it was too disordered to find anyone as they were all dressed in similar armour. But she pushed on to search as she couldn't afford to waste more time – finding Caligar was essential to stop the madness.
Any more of this, and the destruction they caused could paint the elves in a bad light.