–Chirp –Chirp –Chirp
The birds were singing happily after the rain stopped. Alexander lifted his head as sunrays descended upon the land. The sun spread its warmth while slowly crawling higher above the horizon.
A shimmering arc of living light formed in the sky, banded bright in an ethereal brilliant hue. A rainbow, a bridge to heaven appeared; a gift of beauty in pure delight.
Alexander scanned the surroundings. Countless bodies were strewn on the ground, they were bathed in the maroon mud. His golden eyes started rolling again and an exclamation escaped his mouth.
"Ah…"
Sir Wyatt and the rest of the Knight Lieutenants along with the refugees entered his vision, they had gathered not too far from him. The man bent his back and smiled at him, beckoning that the refugees were safe.