Blue light particles, spinning like a dust devil, popped out of the ground. They thickly veiled, but the wind soon blew the dust away. All that was left was a woman, standing, her eyes looking around, trying to piece something together. She was quick to draw he semitar, both hands holding onto the blade as she studied the area. 'Where...' she began to think to herself. She only saw one figure, and was quick to assume that he had something to do with this.<br/><br/>She thought of something to say, but decided that words would only pervade weakness. She stood, silent.