Kyren still remembered the desperate placement of people into the suspension caskets. She had been one of the last and felt the Qi thinning at a stunning rate.
{There is no time to argue. I chose you and it was approved. Go!} Her master, her grand uncle, had practically shoved her inside the last casket and sealed it before she could even say goodbye.
She had no idea what was happening but all the Immortals had suddenly panicked about something. They did not explain but had quickly drawn up lists with a hard limit at Gold Tier.
Many tried to argue for others to be named but her master and the other peak healers harshly shut them up with their power.
Even though some loved ones were put in, they only seemed broken.
Now, she saw only 4 of them had survived. There were hundreds of the caskets at varying grades across the city of Rasker, but only 4 of them lasted over over a million years. The great Immortal beast had explored the city and found nothing else.
