His body continues to be wracked by sobs as he pushes himself into his elbows. The house starts to creak and crackle as he extracts his small frame from under the mangled form of his brother. He sniffles and chokes in the smoke until finally he's out from under the body. Slowly, he turns and sits up, looking over his twin's body. He can't bring himself to move it, or even touch it. He just sits there hiccuping as his entire world burns down around him.

There's a sharp snap as one of the main support beams breaks away from the rest of the house and drops. Without looking, seemingly without even thinking, Darin's small hand snaps up and slaps the burning beam away, splintering it and sending it careening into the far wall. Even at this age, his strength was almost impossible, and having watched his father and brother get cut down, it appears Darin's running on mental autopilot.

Outside, there's some commotion. It appears some of the townspeople have spotted the fire and are investigating. They retrieving buckets of water while the town guard attempt to make their way into home.

"Master Altway! Master Altway are you alright?! We're coming for you!"

A small crowd is gathering, and Allura might notice a familiar blue haired man standing near the back, watching the scene unfold before somberly turning and heading down the hillock towards the town.