In another part of the quiet city, there was a relatively lively estate—the one where Mira and her new best friend, Lilian, lived together with Mira's mother.
Outside, the ruined streets were dimly lit, yet a few young people could still be seen going about their lives with quiet determination.
Thanks to the presence of several supernaturals in the area, Mira's estate was one of the few relatively intact parts of the otherwise devastated Woodstone City.
And now, with a few days having passed since the chaos, people had begun to slowly come to terms with their new reality.
Though it was hard to say the city had regained its vitality, at the very least, more residents were starting to adapt.
Inside the estate, Mira's sitting room was filled with activity.
Boxes were stacked in corners, bags lined the walls.
The living room looked more like a temporary camp than a home, but it was organized chaos—efficient in its own way.
