This isn’t where she was standing a moment ago. It felt like Desna whisking her to safety, almost. And - Aivu, and Hallana, but nobody else. Is this the Abyss? 

She’s falling.

She’s going to die. That’s all that she can think, stupidly, over and over. She doesn’t want to die. It’ll hurt, but that’s fine. But-

Please, Desna, take my soul, I am already part way yours-

She doesn’t want to go to the Shadow Plane. That would be bad. Admittedly, she never thought she’d have a different option, but having seen it, she-

She wants to live - and there’s a twisting feeling, the sensation of butterfly wings, and she’s somewhere else.

She’ll lay on the ground and cough unless something interrupts that. She feels drained, almost.

It doesn’t look like the Abyss. 

They're on a plain, which could be any of similar plains on Golarion, except that the skyline is dominated by a large golden tree, reaching up to the sky, giving the appearance of a second sun.

Near them is something that seems like a small army camp with tents, colored in red and gold. 

That’s not normal. Not, admittedly, the weirdest thing she’s seen in the past few months, but fairly weird. 

Probably it’s not trying to kill her, though. That seems good. She'll grudgingly haul herself up, after a moment.

Red and gold, huh. And - 

“Aivu? Arueshalae? Where are the others?”

“I’m not sure. You were - falling - and then we were here.”

“I was praying to Desna, and then I think my powers did something. We’re the three most aligned with Elysium, that might be related.”

What species is occupying the camp? Demons, humans, something else?

Hard to tell through full armor, though they at least look humanoid, if taller than any normal human.

Well, they might be friends! She’ll go and check!

There is now a dragon landing in the middle of this war camp. It’s purple, significantly larger than a horse, if smaller than an elephant, and has blue butterfly wings. It’s cheerily saying, “Hello!”

A human, with similar wings, is running towards it, cursing. It’ll take a bit for her to get there, though!

Before she says her greeting, soldier standing watch spots her, and yells "Dragon, incoming!", raising his spear and sword, but not attacking yet.

There's now commotion in the camp, and when she lands, she has spears, swords, and a few scythes pointed at her.

"Who are you?!"

“I’m Aivu! What’s your name? You shouldn’t stab me, that would be really mean, and then my friends would be upset!”

If one looks closely, they can see a much smaller, golden-looking dragon perched on her shoulder. It’s maybe the size of a cat.

"What are you doing here?"