Fairy Tail Guild, second-floor infirmary.
The soft magical lamplight filled the room with the clear, calming scent of medicinal herbs.
Wendy's small body was placed on a soft bed with clean sheets, covered by a warm blanket.
Grandma Porlyusica's pure, guiding magic, like a gentle hand, smoothed out the chaotic and restless magical flow within her body, which had been disturbed by spatial teleportation.
Potent tranquilizing medicine had temporarily plunged her tearing nerve pain into a state of numb stagnation and deep exhaustion, but even in her sleep, clear tear stains and unconcealed sadness remained on her pale little face.
Carla nestled close to Wendy's pillow, curled up into a ball of snowy white fluff, her pink eyes watching her little master almost unblinkingly.
Grandma Porlyusica slowly injected a vibrant green potion, exuding a strong life force, into a vein in Wendy's arm, her movements precise and steady.
Wendy's eyelashes fluttered violently a few times, and her heavy eyelids opened with extreme difficulty, just a sliver.
Unfamiliar light, a clean but unfamiliar ceiling... and the white-haired old woman at the head of the bed, whose stern gaze held a hint of inquiry and an imperceptible warmth. Wendy sensed an unusually familiar aura from the old woman, though she didn't know if it was just her imagination.
Besides that, there was also the silver-haired sister (Mira) who had offered her a sense of security and comfort amidst her immense fear.
There was no warm hand from Grandpa Robinl, no familiar rustling of moonlit banyan leaves... A profound sense of loss and an even deeper unease, like ice water, once again permeated her nerves, which had just begun to relax.
A tear silently fell.
"How do you feel? Are you warmer?" Mira immediately noticed, leaning down, her voice extremely soft and gentle, her smile like the warm sun in winter, "I'm Mira, and this is the infirmary of the Fairy Tail Guild."
"...This... place...?" Wendy's voice was heavily tearful, weak and bewildered, instinctively wanting to confirm Carla's presence.
"Wendy, I'm here!" Carla immediately pressed close to her cold cheek.
"Fairy Tail, little girl." Grandma Porlyusica also spoke, putting away the syringe, "A safe place for now. Your body has suffered a great shock and needs rest."
"Fairy... Tail..." Wendy repeated with difficulty.
Grandpa Robinl's final words— "the place of purest goodwill"— echoed vaguely in her confused consciousness.
Was this the place that had taken her in when she was desperate and broken?
Suddenly, the destructive twilight shrouded in darkness flashed before her eyes!
The moment Grandpa Robinl vanished into specks of light!
The sight of those familiar "villagers" being annihilated like dust!
Immense grief and suspicion of everything instantly shattered her brief calm!
"Waaah—!!! Grandpa!!! It's all gone... all gone... Waaah... It's fake... It's all a lie... Waaah..." Wendy suddenly buried her face in the pillow, letting out a heart-wrenching sob, even more piercing and despairing than before, as if she would cough out her heart!
Her small body trembled violently and arched on the soft bed, as if bearing an unspeakable, immense pain.
This outburst completely unleashed all the fear accumulated within her, the grief of losing everything, and the utter collapse of her sense of "reality."
Mira's eyes were filled with pity.
She said nothing, only sat by the bed, reaching out her hand, gently stroking Wendy's back, which heaved with her crying, over and over again, as if comforting an injured little animal.
Grandma Porlyusica, uncharacteristically, did not urge or stop her, but silently placed a cup of warm water mixed with a high concentration of tranquilizing powder on the bedside table.
Sometimes, crying is the first step to healing wounds.
Once Wendy's earth-shattering wailing finally turned into continuous sobs and gasps, and her body stopped convulsing so violently, Mira spoke in the softest, most cautious voice in the world, like a whispered murmur: "Wendy, can you tell us what exactly happened at Cait Shelter...? Grandpa Robinl... and... those people who were very important to you..."
The name of her grandpa and the mention of those "people" once again brought a surge of tears to Wendy's eyes.
She sobbed, her tear-stained little face trembling as she lifted it, fear and deep sorrow intertwined in her sapphire-like eyes: "It's... it's all gone... Waaah... That, the demon in purple clothes came, he used very dark... very cold magic... and suddenly... Waaah... those uncles and aunts... they just... scattered like bubbles... all gone... He also wanted to kill me and Carla... Grandpa... Grandpa finally turned himself into..."
She choked up again, unable to speak, weeping uncontrollably.
"Was it Jose Porla?" Grandma Porlyusica's deep, calm voice rang out, directly naming that nightmarish name.
Powerful Mages naturally knew Jose Porla's magic and his way of doing things.
"Yes! It was him!" Wendy's voice instantly rose and trembled with intense fear and hatred, her small face flushed with indignation, "A demon! He is a demon who destroys everything!"
The name made her body tremble uncontrollably again.
"Wendy..." Carla lifted her head from Wendy's embrace, her pink eyes now filled with unprecedented solemnity and a deep, bone-chilling unease from having witnessed something extremely terrifying.
She took a deep breath, knowing she had to speak.
"When that Jose... he cast that dark magic... when its power was at its most violent and twisted..." Carla's body trembled slightly as she recalled the soul-shattering scene, "I... my bloodline... the instinct of an Exceed to foresee the future... passively... showed me some terrifying fragments..."
Her voice carried an inexplicable certainty and deep fear:
"I saw... people affected by the power of 'Nirvana'..."
"I saw... a female knight with a sword... her sword... pointed at people she once fought alongside... her eyes cold and unfamiliar..."
"I saw... a black-haired Mage using ice freezing his companions around him..."
"I saw... a Mage using fire... unleashing a roar at his companions..."
"I saw that all these people had your Guild's emblem on them..."
Carla recounted all the scenes she had foreseen.
She didn't recognize the Fairy Tail members, but she recognized the emblem.
In the premonition fragments, the Fairy Tail emblems on those people were very easy to distinguish.
As her description ended, Mira and Porlyusica's faces in the infirmary turned grim.
Mirajane's gentle smile completely vanished for the first time, replaced by an indescribable shock and solemnity!
Grandma Porlyusica's cloudy eyes instantly burst forth with terrifying brilliance!
The two exchanged a look, both realizing the seriousness of the problem.
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