The girl sighed softly hearing the yelps of the guards. She hopped on the railing of the stairs and slid all the way down. Her eyes scanned the piles of ashes that were once people. She raised an eyebrow at the Heretic before walking out the door of the stairwell. The girl kept her head down and slipped through the window at the end of a desolate hallway. Once she stepped outside she turned into a fine flurry of snowflakes, dancing in the wind.