The officer turned his back as if he had already lost interest.
The landing craft's hatch began to close.
Its engines roared, kicking up gray dust that swept across the captives' legs, then the ship lifted, rising fast into the thin sky.
One by one, the other ships did the same.
The ground trembled as the last craft pulled away.
At first, people look around, waiting for someone to make the first move. Then small groups began to form, each gathering with their own species.
While a few lone individual tried to attach themselves to anyone who looked strong.
From a distance, Alice could see multiple tall silhouette.
They were dark pillars, uneven in height, spaced far apart.
Between them were faint lines that could have been roads.
Whispers spread as more eyes noticed them.
"Towers…?"
"Maybe supplies are there."
"Or other prisoner."
Alice did not join the discussion.
She simply make a gesture for other fairy to follow, heading in the direction of the closest tower.
