A mild cool breeze blows past the vast arid land. Charred trees and a wall-like smoke screen of ashes impeded your eyesight, the grey particles catching into your matted hair and lashes. Bringing stinging tears to your eyes. Acacius sits at the edge of the cliff overviewing the infinite isolated land. Not a single life in sight except for you and him. Not a single life, except the dead carcasses of once humans populating the land, grey iridescent ice swallowed their flesh whole. Frozen in place, their positions so life like. Encapsulating the horror and pain on their faces and the moment before they froze.

Ha... Acacia closes his eyes, his lashes fluttering shut as he lets out a shuddering breath, visible in the frigid dusty air. Opening and closing his stiff left hand, the symptoms of Yukio were present. Half of his hand, coated in that grey iridescent ice. It wouldnt be long till he becomes just like the corpses littering the blank land.