The Mana was particularly strong here and it was calling to her like a lodestone. It was not an easy feeling, to feel as though she were some sort of fly being summoned by the warm, beating heart of the universe. The clockwork of it all ticked away in the mechanisms of something greater. Each being a cog, a gear, a piece of the framework that shaped the entire world. There were few things that could possibly have the power to disturb such clockwork. It was a system, yes, and there were many that wanted to be free of such systems, to roam and do as they pleased all by themselves. And what they perceived to be their destiny, they found too that their choices formed the very mechanisms of universal clockwork. This was how Cassa understood the universe, and the energy that powered it, that force which almost nothing could describe it, also flowed through her.
Though the Mana had called her, feeding her like a minuscule insect, she assumed it was because this must be a possible location of her search for the last Terra Scroll. She had traveled far and for many months to find that object that was her sole mission to accomplish. And at the same time, there those moments when she felt as if she'd never find it. Even so, the drive never stopped, the need to keep searching never waned, only waxed in fervor as she marked off the possible places it could have traveled. And here she was, to these lone islands to search diligently until the very breath of her ceased to be.
Cassa didn't know what to expect when she happened upon that burning village and the chaos that had struck it like a whirlwind. "No..." she breathed, certain that there had been some kind of mistake here. This place should be teeming with life! Where was everybody when the Mana had shown her that this place should have been full of people? She viewed the piles instead, seeing them resemble of sideways eight. The corpses seemed infinite. There must have been a mistake... There was...but it was not the Mana's. It was hers. Here was a wound in its energy and it had called to her to find out a way to heal it.
Clad in her armor, Cassa cradled the hilt of her sword with a steady hand and stepped through the piles of bodies. It then she saw a strange snake-like figure lingering on the shores. "You there!" she called out. "Can you tell me what happened here?"