Morning broke out over the mountain side, beaming down in deep amber rays that bathed the temple stationed in between them in a soft reddish hue, a soft sound of the waterfall nearby rumbled nearby, birds flying in the sunlight as the inside the temple of medicine, various sages went about their duties. Alongside them, however. Rebel warriors from all across the land trained in the reproposed storage rooms. Having gotten up early to train their bodies for the strife long battle ahead. Most having lost their homes to the dragon lord's conquests. A large map was placed on the wall, marking most of Auracielle's vital cities and locations. Many were marked green showing that they were thankfully untouched by the dragon lord. Yet in the northern parts. Markings of red showed those that have been subjugated. And some tragically marked with Ash like clay, showing that they had been completely destroyed during the invasion, No survivors from the wraith of the demon forces.

Outside of the temple in a garden. Setting on a stone was the Head mistress of the temple, the oldest sage there. Noriko, who was currently meditating. Her sword laid across her lap. Visions of strife filled her mind as her eyes glowed a deep gold as she breathed. Using a ability to search through the astral plains, she would need to send some rebels out to try to help the various populations currently suffering at the hands of the dragonlord. The situation however seemed to grow bleaker and bleaker, as her eyes soon dimmed to their basic yellow as he found herself looking down at the pond taking a break to not be overwhelmed with the horror. Seeing the koi fish inside swim around peacefully undisturbed as their progenitors did so long ago when the temple was built. She rather missed the days of just healing the warriors that made their way up mountain to see the temple. The work was not always pretty but compared to what was happening now. The suffering of thousands and the deaths of many of her brave warriors that had made the final sacrifice.

She closed her eyes. This was her duty now, as teacher and as commander of this small sect. This world was cruel, but as she did back then. She could at least try to limit the pain caused by it as she always had.