Keeping silent, Ibven walked through the dirty and almost completely destroyed streets of the city. In front of her eyes, she could see corpses and dried blood, everywhere she looked, it was a m******e. And without being able to help it, observing all that death and sadness with every step she took, Ibven could not help but remembering her home, what happened there when the same tribe invaded them and also made a m******e in the place where she spent her whole life and the place she loved with all her heart.
—Miss Ibven... Do you think we are in danger walking here? —asked Bella fearfully, walking very close to Ibven.
Turning for a moment to see the young witch behind her, Ibven replied: —No, I don't think we are at risk. This part of the city was already attacked and looted, now all the
