☀️ Arselia and Akonia

The knight lowers his head. He tries to say something, but instead of words, a cloud of cold steam escapes.
—Kridear? But why? We don't have an army. And we don't have emperors either. There's nothing important there. —he murmured quietly. —But the edge of the mountain would have survived. Didn't you see? The distant settlements weren't affected, were they?

Alaria had her own assumptions. Most likely, the enemy simultaneously wanted to demonstrate the incompetence of the leadership of Welfern, while also eliminating the least "ambitious" of the empire's regions. The one that wouldn't take up arms. The one that wouldn't try to secede, but would maintain its usual way of life. In other words, Beznyadega was deliberately sent to the least problematic of the regions. But Alaria didn't voice her assumptions. It wouldn't be helpful, and it wouldn't lead anywhere. Klin's questions were more rhetorical, directed into the void. And none of them knew the exact answer.
—We don't know why, Klin, —the girl squeezed the knight's shoulder more firmly. She understood that he was feeling very bad, but due to his condition, he was unable to shed a tear, —but, based on what we saw, nothing survived. Beznyadega left behind only a lifeless wasteland. We are truly sorry.