☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- A...? - was all Myco managed to say.
It wasn't painful, just unbearably bright, a little hot, and nauseating from the smell of burnt monster corpses.

After the "celebration," all that remained of the local "organic life" were melted, scorched remains and unrecognizable skeletons of the floor's inhabitants.
When she had said something like, "It would be best to bomb this cave with magic" before the operation, she was partly serious, even though she understood the ineffectiveness of such a method and the lack of any real possibility of doing so given the presence of hostages. However, having witnessed such an event at the closest possible range, she experienced a primal fear – an emotion she hadn't felt in a very, very long time – and a sense of monstrous wrongness.

Surely, some minds, considering themselves great or at least rational, would decide that something like this could be put to good use in a technologically progressive way. However, no matter how happy she was that all her friends and allies had gotten away with it relatively unscathed in this difficult situation, the mere thought that, in a corresponding hypothetical scenario, the Rhemic tyrant could easily give the exact same order to attack, for example, a peaceful, or even armed, population of Nihon, made it clear that something like this should not exist, neither on Anush nor anywhere else.

With great difficulty, she suppressed the cough that gripped her throat, which brought tears to her eyes, and could only mutter:
- I hope this... will never... be used... on people.