In the realm. The once majestic stage is now just desolate in the dim light. Your heart aches when you see her standing alone. It hurts so hard, for a million different reasons

"You've arrived, Mei."

Focalors spoke, carrying a tenderness, she was standing beneath a giant blade that was floating and emitting ocean light. The weight of her imminent execution burdened her, evident in the slump of her shoulders and the sorrow that veiled her eyes. The hour of her execution has almost come.