Liya had never seen such a fire, blazing white, like a tumbling light sphere.
It was a rather beautiful flame; just watching it gave an aura of mysterious sanctity, as if the flame had fallen from the celestial kingdom at the top of the clouds.
It was a flame to be admired, yet now it bestowed upon Liya endless terror.
The Yega Grand Theater began to collapse before her eyes, endless blazing white flames gushing through the fissures, the building like a dying old man, exhaling feebly, each breath stirring the sea of fire, each wave taking away a bit of its life, until it completely perished.
"What exactly... happened?"
Liya witnessed this beautiful collapse, she questioned, but no one could provide her an answer, then the fanatical shouting dragged her back to reality.
The entire night sky was no longer dim, it was ignited by relentless flames, a deep dark red, like coagulated bloodstains.
