Within an instant, Jin's words turned to reality as they found themselves not in the underground basement anymore. Instead, they were being teleported to Daimon City or rather, a copy of Daimon City.
There were no people or Mechanoids walking around and all that was left were the intact high rise buildings with streets empty and well lit. For some reason, Jin kept thinking it was still nighttime and thus created a dungeon instance that mimicked the night.
As for the Fira Dragon and the other Mecha Fire Dragons, they felt liberated even though it was a copied space and most of them spread their wings to feel the breeze of the wind going through. The only problem was that there was no breeze at all. It felt empty, felt rigid. They thought they had been teleported out of the underground basement and their logic circuits recognised that this was a city but a few blaring alarms within their AI logic stated that this was not how a city should feel.
