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Alan stood on the burnt ruins, his eyes revealing deep sadness and helplessness. This place, once full of laughter and life, now only remained with ashes and memories. Alan seemed to have turned back into that weak little boy in this moment, the child struggling to survive under slavery and oppression.
Unconsciously, his steps led him to a specific place, where his family's tent used to be. But now, the tent was gone, replaced by black scorched earth and scattered debris. Alan lowered his head, gazing at the ground where the nails outlined the original shape of the tent.
A wave of pain surged in his heart, and scenes from his memory replayed before his eyes: his family, their daily life here, and that dark night when the flames consumed everything, turning his home and dreams to ashes.
Alan's hand lightly touched the nails left on the ground, the only evidence of the past. He felt a deep sense of loss and sorrow, mixed with anger. All this disaster was caused by those who claimed to be gods and their servants.
He lifted his head, his eyes shining with determination and resolve. He knew he couldn't succumb to the sadness; he had to stand up, for every soul here, for those still suffering. With focused attention, he pulled the nails from the ashes, each movement filled with respect and sorrow. Then, amidst the rubble, he finally found a long enough piece of string. Carefully, he threaded the nails onto the string, one by one, and tied them into a necklace.
This simple necklace, for Alan, was not just a memorial to the past, but a promise for the future. Each nail represented all he had lost, and he wore this memory and promise, reminding himself of the pain and anger that must not be forgotten.
When he completed the ceremony, Sarah quietly walked up to him. Her voice carried a hint of tenderness, yet also revealed an undeniable seriousness: "How was it? Have you finished commemorating?"
Alan lifted his head, his eyes shimmering with a new light, one of determination and strength. He nodded gently, and a faint smile reluctantly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Yes, the commemoration is over. Now, it's time to move forward," Alan's voice was firm and powerful.
Sarah nodded slightly, looking at his necklace made of nails, seemingly pondering something. She knew that the young man in front of her was carrying an unstoppable force, a force that would impact the entire city of Oreston, and even the whole world.
Sara said, "Since we are moving forward, I'll tidy up the remnants here a bit." Alan raised an eyebrow, curiously watching Sara. She stood in the center of the ruins, closing her eyes deeply, as if engaging in some profound meditation. Alan watched her, feeling as if some indescribable energy was beginning to surge in the air.
A few seconds later, Sara gently spoke, her incantation-like whispers flowing from her mouth, each word carrying a mysterious and powerful magic. Her palm slowly raised, and then, the debris, garbage, bodies, and waste on the ground began to tremble gently, as if being lifted from the ground by an invisible hand.
These objects are floating in the air as if they have lost gravity. They slowly rotate and gather, eventually forming a huge sphere in the air. Alan stares at the scene, feeling both shocked and curious as he has never seen such a spell before.
Sara's incantation grows louder and louder, reaching a climax as her spell causes the huge sphere to suddenly shrink at an astonishing speed, ultimately turning into a brilliant light and disappearing into the air.
Sara slowly opened her eyes, showing a hint of fatigue on her face, but also a satisfied smile. She turned to Alan and said, "Now, we can set off."
Alan gazed at Sara, his eyes filled with astonishment and admiration. The scene just now demonstrated her extraordinary power, giving Alan a whole new understanding of her. He had originally thought of Sara as just an ordinary mage, but now he realized that she was far more powerful than he had imagined.
"I didn't expect you to be able to do this..." Alan's voice carried a hint of astonishment. The chaotic flat ground was instantly cleared into a complete and clean area. Sara revealed a mysterious smile, seemingly satisfied with Alan's reaction. She waved her hand lightly, as if to indicate that this was just a piece of cake for her.
"This is just a small demonstration of my skills." Her tone was confident, as if implying that she had more abilities yet to be revealed.
Alan couldn't help but feel more curious about this mysterious female mage upon hearing these words. What exactly is her past? Where does her power come from? These questions swirled in Alan's mind, but he knew that as they embarked on this path of revenge together, these answers would eventually be revealed.
Sarah smiled and said to him, "Stop staring and quickly gather some wood or something. I'll quickly cast a spell to build a temporary shelter here." Alan snapped out of his surprise at Sarah's words and nodded. He looked around, beginning to gather usable wood and other building materials from the surroundings.
"Okay, I'll go find some materials right away," Alan responded. His movements were swift and powerful, and soon he found some sturdy wood and even some partially burnt tent fabric in the nearby ruins.
He began stacking these materials in a flat area so that Sara could better perform her magic. Looking at these broken materials, Alan couldn't help but feel a hint of emotion - these were once his and other slaves' homes, but now they had become the foundation for rebuilding the future.
Sara observed Alan's movements from the side, a hint of certainty flashing in her eyes. She knew that despite Alan's formidable power, he also possessed a pure and resolute heart. This was the key to their future collaboration.
Before long, enough materials were gathered in one place. Alan stood to the side, waiting for Sara's next move. He was curious about her abilities and also looking forward to the temporary shelter that was about to appear.
"I'm ready, it's up to you now," Alan said to Sarah, his eyes filled with anticipation and trust.
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