Screaming echoed in her ears, belonging to the voices of people she did not know. A fire burned an unfamiliar forest, filling the air with choking smoke and heavy ash. Ryder was frozen, her body unable to move as she saw people running around her, trying to escape the strange white flame that destroyed everything so tenderly in its path.
Even with clear evidence of danger, she did not feel any kind of panic or anxiety. None of it. She was perfectly calm as the world around her continued to be consumed by chaos.
And what a strange chaos it was.
Her eyes turned to look at the sky as she heard the thunderous beating of wings but saw nothing discernible through the clouds of smoke and ash. The sound of wings suddenly stopped, and through the smoke, she saw something glowing.
A giant, golden eye.