Time passed quickly, and the night had already fallen on in the X Space; by this hour, the morning's chaos had long since faded as an eerie quietness had filled the world.
A bloody scent wafted across the air, as just by a whiff of it, one could tell how many lives had been lost on this single day. A day now destined to be marked as a tragedy to all human natives of Qeodreona.
Currently, all the escapees from the City of Hope had already ventured towards their hideaway. If one were to trace their path from the area shrouded by the rubbles that blocked all passage, they would see a series of tire tracks trailing towards the unknown depths.
Within this underground passage, a dozen meters wide path leading to the unknown area was visible; its walls were laid with metal as a series of light sources were embedded. Each of these light sources being a floating mechanical orb that sparked with a fuse at their center.
