Kiri muttered absentmindedly as she darted like an arrow, praying that her mother's home had somehow survived. But.
The house was a bit farther from the center of the conflict, so it hadn't been crushed under the warlords' feet. However, the flying debris from shattered homes and the collapsing ceiling had fallen on it, leaving half of it destroyed.
Kiri rushed inside, frantically breaking apart rocks and wooden beams that made up the house's roof. Finally, she saw what she was looking for.
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