A Day in the Mind of Lalna - Part 9, That's All

Agony rippled through Lomadia as a large canon blast went off, knocking her and Zoeya to the ground. Instantly, the sense of foreboding swept Lomadia’s thoughts into a clear picture.
Zoeya felt it too. She may not have known what it was, but she felt it.
The two girls’ eyes met.
“Sunset.”
Lots of things happened at once. The world around them became a green-blue blur of swirling colors, the air ripped from their lungs as they swirled and tumbled. It seemed to go on for ages, then finally –
Nothing. Cold marble beneath them, but their senses were gone. They felt the temperature drop…
Lomadia, coming to, recognized the breathing behind them. Then she saw Zoeya and against her will let out a piercing scream.
The technomage squirmed, pale face glinting with sweat. Zoeya spluttered, whimpering as she was thrown on her back. Crimson ribbons flowed freely along her chest. She lay in a pool of blood, struggling to swallow, her eyes fixed on points behind Lomadia’s head.
In a fume of rage, the Owl Queen twisted around, fury breaking into horror as she just realized where her emerald sword connected into somebody’s collarbone. Xephos.
Grunting in pain, he slumped forward, Lomadia catching him with some difficulty and laying him next to Zoeya. Horror made her mind go blank. She nearly took Xephos’s head.
She watched, numb, as Zoeya lifted a bloodied hand, and clasped the spaceman’s. With some difficulty, she spoke.
“Space?”
Xephos locked eyes with Lomadia, and the Owl Queen was surprised not to see anger or fear. Only pride.
“Space.”
Two canon shots went off, and the two in front of Lomadia were still.
There is no describing the screech Lomadia gave. Nor the anger that followed afterwards, or the sadness and grief. Across the marble plane, everyone looked up to the sky.
Sunset. A time for a darkening horizon.
Shining in the sky, pictures made from stars was Honeydew, his death relayed, the ginger dwarf screaming at his friend to go while Sjin’s spear slammed into him. Once proud, he lay dead against a tree, eyes closed.
The next came Zoeya. Faintly, in her pained delusional state, the Owl Queen thought she heard Rythian’s sharp intake of breath. She saw the tunnel of earth around Zoeya and her, then Zoeya falling out of it, rolling ever so slightly out of the way of floor spikes.
Finally, Xephos.
Lomadia’s heart twisted painfully. She saw herself, whisk around and her blade connect. He reached over and clasped Zoeya’s hand. The two mouthed space and then they were gone.
Death. That’s all there is left. That’s all there ever will be.