Reconciliation of The Dying Flames

When the intruder went through their portal, they took off their hood. Their body was slumped as they curled up on the creaking wood. Swayed back and forth from the gravity, the thunder and lightning were still heard in the distance as the winds were gusting and battering the mast. The entity struggled to stand as they dragged their feet from the ground as they approached a casket. Embedded with rubies, and the whole casket was covered in black. The intruder took off her hood, a woman with long, flat hair with some gray speckled around in delicate streaks.