The green fire erupted like the birth of a new volcano, roaring out in rage and fury. As it cascaded down the stairs towards the group, it found itself suddenly halted by a barrier; the culmination of magic, dark fire, and demonic fire. The green fire lashed out, as if it were a sentient being, prodding the barrier like a deranged animal dead set on its kill. A few more seconds, and the fire would break the barrier, consuming them all. No doubt the shield was draining them all….

However, as if by some miracle, the green flames gave up. Leaping back, the sprouted away from the staircase and receded back into the multiple paintings on the wall. As the smoke died down, the group could see the last emerald embers burn away into nothingness. The paintings still remained…but the stairs were now naught but fresh ash and torn wood. 

They would not know it, but the painting of Faira now contained a big, bloody “X” running right through it. The group would have to find another way around the mansion or fall back into despair. 

“Can…I assume you four are the ones responsible for this mess?”

The voice came behind them and there stood the traveling girl. She wore an all-black outfit, something much akin to a butler’s uniform combined with a skirt, with long, white gloves fitted her hands. Combat boots adorned her feet and a dainty maid headdress rested comfortably on her head. Pale blue eyes stared at the tired group while snow white hair crowned her head; and yet, the girl looked no older than Faira or Rose, so it was strange to see her with aged hair.

As if realizing her rudeness, the girl immediately bowed to them, further supporting the image of a refined and regal maid.

“Apologies for my intrusion. My name is Scarlet. It…appears that you are all lost in this place as well?”