It was already afternoon. Yuri flew into the sky in his Dragon form whilst coordinating with all his subordinates. The sun was already nearing the horizon, but amidst the destruction and havoc that the Kurogiri had created that morning, Kyoto was still standing and beautiful. The rays of light gave a glimmer on the roofs of the Japanese architectural wonders that have been preserved for centuries, and the people began leaving their hiding places and helping each other clean up the mess.