Erin—still in her eight-legged state—ambled back and forth on the little hill, eventually realizing that apart from grass and stones, there was nothing here. As for the other half of the hill that might have had something, it was probably flattened when the World Bridge crashed down.
So she concluded her exploration and started descending the slope littered with rubble and debris, heading towards the wilderness at the foot of the hill.
As the wind blew across the hill, carrying with it a whisper of sighs, Erin stopped in her tracks, looked back toward the hilltop, but all she saw was the lone dark Tower slanting distantly, like a pillar connecting heaven and earth, piercing through the chaotic clouds of the sky. Broken Space Rifts surrounded the Tower, making it look like a bizarre tree.
"This is getting weird... really weird..."
