In the terrain of a ruined city, shadowy figures weaved around, heading in a direction.
A normal human wouldn't be able to see anything, even if they looked closer. The people suddenly appeared in front of a large temple that stood strong despite the apocalypse.
Lucian looked at the door and, with a gentle push, he opened it.
The two knights immediately laid Sarah on the ground and began to heal her.
They brought her cut-off arm and placed it on the wounded shoulder. The red-haired woman bit her wrist and poured blood atop the wound.
The flesh began to move and reform with the blood, merging the arm back to the body.
The redhead looked at Lucian, who still gazed at the door.
"What are you going to do now, master?" the woman asked Lucian, and he breathed a tired sigh, looking up at the sky.