They bid their last farewells; then Jomo and his Sentinels step back while the ash witch spreads her arms and summons a whirlwind of ash and glowing embers. Ilapara waves at Jomo through the thickening wind; he waves back, but the loss she sees in his eyes makes her question her judgment. She’s found something real here. Why must she leave it to chase ghosts in a foreign land? She’s almost grateful when the ash witch transposes them into the Void, taking the decision out of her hands.
