[Infirmary]

Anila was sleeping lightly, but her eyes open as Nimai approaches. She sits up and smiles at the girl. "Hello, Nimai." It seems the dragonblooded woman was doing much better.

[Outside]

A few moments behind Jenny, Renault steps through the portal that had connected this place to the aid tent inside the city. Through it many refugees escaping the fires and the rampaging insects had come. But the elf would be the last, as the shimmering gilded circle collapses behind him. With a small flash of golden light, it was gone.

Exhausted, the young wizard sinks to his knees in the grass. He falls forward onto his elbows and takes a deep breath, taking in the clean, earthy scent of the air, trying to clear his nose and lungs of the ash and smoke and the scent of death that he had just left behind.