Something was wrong. Terra could feel it before she opened her eyes. She could feel grass beneath her but she remembered falling asleep on the airship, the gentle rock of the ship lulling her to sleep. Terra opened her eyes. She was lying in a field of tall grass that waved back and forth in the wind. It seemed to stretch on for eternity. Perhaps the airship had crashed without her waking. Could this be the afterlife?

Just then a bird flew right over Terra's shoulder startling her. She gave a slight yelp and as she did so sparks snapped and crackled between her hands. She raised them up to look, she couldn't stop starring. It couldn't be, they'd destroyed the Warring Triad, the Espers and all of the worlds magicite had returned to the earth as energy. The esper part of her had returned with them so how could it be that she still had magic.

Feeling scared Terra raised her hand and snapped her fingers, a small flame lept up in her palm. She gave a yell and the fire grew encompassing her hand. She collapsed to the ground, opened her mouth and let out a blood curdling scream. The flames responded to her terror growing larger and larger until they were an enormous fireball encasing her. She did not fear that the flames would harm her but rather that they would destroy everything else.

She curled herself into a tight ball. "No no no, stop, STOP." she said to herself over and over. She tried to picture something to calm her, the inside of Figaro Castle, the orphans of Mobliz Village. None of it worked until finally she remembered the night before she'd woken up here. She'd stood on the prow of the airship, let her hair down and let the wind rush through her being happy in the knowledge that she was free. It was not so anymore but the memory was enough to douse the flames leaving her curled in a ball in the center of a huge scorch mark were her flames had incinerated the grass and cooked the earth. She muttered to herself over and over rocking band and forth. "Calm, safe, collected, calm safe collected." in an effort to keep the magic from rearing itself again.