Hit with a splash of magma pouring through the cloudy sky, the city of Elenaris suddenly erupted into a crisis. Houses went off in flames, and although Elenaria took away the pain of her people just as Athenia had, the faithless objects like house and property still burned and there was little she could do about it beyond hoping that her chosen would do something to protect her city.
'I can't talk to her anymore?' Her words refused to reach the queen's ears; instead, they were being diverted elsewhere before disappearing into thin air. Something was still off about the situation but with the lingering presence of something divine other than herself at play, she couldn't find out the cause by herself. 'What's going on?'