Chapter 122: A new dawn
Everything was destroyed. Grindeston didn’t exist anymore.
That was Hestia’s impression along the way. Although she wasn’t born in the town or had any family here, she had lived quite a few years in this part of the world.
The sparsely spread bushes, trees, and grassy slopes had disappeared completely.
Everywhere they looked, there were devastations, fires, broken buildings, and bodies. Many bodies. Some were whole, some were missing parts, and almost all were charred and beyond recognition.
Hestia and Althea progressed slowly. They didn’t have a choice. Every path they knew was broken or missing. And it was dark. Extremely dark.
The big chasm in the middle of the hill didn’t help. The closer they got to the castle, the more cautious they became. After all, they didn’t know about the battle’s outcome. There could be enemies waiting around.
But they didn’t see anyone. Glancing at each other, they entered the castle grounds. It was deserted and destroyed. There were long cracks in the ground and blackened columns. The lightning didn’t spare even a single inch undamaged.
The sight of the half-broken castle and destroyed towers affected Hestia more than Althea. She subconsciously compared the ruin before her with the magnificent building in her memory.
"Oh Heavens. Can someone even survive a destruction like this?" She gasped, her heart sinking in sorrow. But she quickly held her tongue when Althea glared at her.