IC

"It's over." she almost mouthed, her tone being in fact, slightly higher than that of a whisper. Elise could yet hear the cries of those harmed by the final act of rebellion. The woman walked through the shattered streets with a slow pace, eventually aiding those who needed her help, injured commoners, kids looking for their mothers, or people simply moving the corpses of their loved ones out of the way. 

As Elise proceeded by the ruins of the city, though, a strange spirit filled her soul, painting a wide smile of relieve on her face. "It's finally over."

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I just loved this, all of it. Hope to see this kind of event again and again! Great Job, Marty!