"What she didn't yet realize was that everything beyond her own body had already changed. 'Rosalind,' now seen as a goddess, found herself in a desolate landscape, with Atior and Josephine standing before her. The ruins stretched in all directions, surrounding her. The portal had vanished, leaving only the chaos in its wake.
Not far from her were Belisarius, Lucas, Martin, and Dorothy, along with representatives of the seven families.
"You called for me?" Rosalind said, her tone surprisingly devoid of emotion. "Was it you?" She turned her gaze to Atior.
"It was me," Atior immediately bowed. "Please, Divine One, find it in your heart to forgive this humble human for summoning you."
Rosalind looked away, then fixed her eyes on Dorothy. "You—" With a wave of her hand, Dorothy began to levitate towards the goddess. Dorothy's feeble struggles were in vain.
