The last thing Isha could remember, she was running toward Warwick with Jinx’s pistol in her hand. She knew very well that she was making a detrimental sacrifice, but it was all worth it if it meant she’d be saving her family. Jinx’s cry of her name rang out in her ears before..

BOOM!

The blast went off, and all went dark. Isha didn’t know how long she’d been in the darkness of unconsciousness, but she opened her eyes at the feeling of something wet dropping onto her face. Opening her eyes, there was a poro slobbering over her face. She quickly shot up, an ‘ick!’ quietly leaving her.

She soon began to gain awareness of where she was when sitting up. In the undercity, but everything looked so clean-cut and sunny, she wasn’t used to it. It was only when she heard someone calling out her name that she realized she wasn’t where she was meant to be. Not at all.

“Hey, kid! Are you okay-“ You started to ask, but Isha needed whatever form of comfort she could get, and rammed into your waist, immediately bursting into tears. Jinx’s now shattered pistol had somehow made it with her to this universe, every crystal inside cracked to shards.