Interlude: At the destination

Her purple hair swayed in the wind as she stood on the platform. People all around gathered and went, moving through the station, each and everyone gave a clear area around her.

Astolat Anael stood waiting for the train to arrive. On it, she hoped to find the ‘Problem children and the trouble maker', Osmond Uzziel and the very important package.

Eventually, the train arrived at the platform. Because of the structure and location of the track, only 12 carts could be seen from the platform.

People slowly began to flood out of the train, one by one, all of them avoiding the purple haired women with a look scarier than an ogres.

After 10 minutes, a fancy looking man stepped off the train alongside another man and entered the grand city.

After another 20 minutes, the train had seemingly cleared and the conductor stepped off.

“Sir?”

“Ye-AH!” The conductor jumped.

“Theres supposed to be an important package on this train… I haven't seen it unload.” Astolat said, showing the badge of Saionia.

“Ah! Yes , the train must be pulled up to do so, so we have to wait until civilians have cleared the platform.

Many people still crowded the platform, searching for acquaintances or finding their way on a map.

And Osmond and the others have to stay behind and guard the cart… Then where are the students?

“There should be a group of students aboard?”

“Yes! They did a wonderful job in Lysynal! They helped with the horde and even helped solve a death on the way!”

“Horde? Death?”

“Yes, they-”

“Excuse me?”

The conductor, interrupted, turned to face the interloper. Astolat looked at the girl, she had blond hair and red eyes. She was tall, but wasn’t quite fit. All in all, they seemed fairly normal and seemed to be around the age of 16.

“What is it?”

“I was getting off the train just now, and I noticed that the back carts were missing.” The girl said. Strangely, the girl had come from the opposite direction from the train.

“What?”

“What?!”

The two rushed towards the back of the train. Astolat was a lot faster and reach the farthest cart in a minute's time.

“Osmond!”

Entering the cart, she immediately saw the carnage. 8 bodies were spread out on the ground, many limp. In the center was Osmond, the troublemaker she had come to scold.

“Dammit! What happened?!”

“Huh!? Johnson!?” The conductor immediately laid eyes on his Aid, which he assumed to be monitoring the victim's body.

“Get people and bring them into the city!”
“Y-YES MAAM!” The conductor immediately turned, only to turn back. “What about you-?”
In the time it took him to turn around, Astolat Anael had already jumped from the cart and raced down the track. Her speed growing and growing.

“SEND A RESCUE CART!”

Astolat Anael, the Hero of Amethyst, raced from the destination.