In the hall, the scorching heat wave raged wantonly.
The three wizards raised their wands together and controlled the flames of resurrection to surround the altar.
The fierce flames shuttled through the hall, like a flaming dragon worshiping the sky and a phoenix reborn.
The soaring firelight reflected on the young man's cheek.
The young man stood leaning against the pillar, looking straight at the girl on the altar.
The girl's skin was as cold as snow and she lay quietly. The slender fingers were clasped together on the chest. With a shy and elegant face, there is a smile that is nostalgic for the world at the corner of her mouth.