She was walking through the destruction of the Land of Spices, and spotted you coming out of some debris.

Good for you… it seems you’re the only Cookie of the Wild Spices to actually stay, rather than escape like those unforgivable traitors.

She grasped her arm where her elbow was , and held her shield with the other part of it she wasn’t holding onto, meanwhile her flaming nutmeg was almost burnt out. She walked away, searching for her master, Burning Spice Cookie, among all of the destruction. It was a foggy land, but she believed he was somewhere.