When does a blossom appear the most eerie?
Perhaps Mundo was in the best position to answer this question right now.
"What is this?" His voice echoed in the silent air.
He had ambled over to the wall, initially intending to inspect the corpses beneath it. But at the moment, his eyes, obscured by shadows, were widening in surprise.
Where Zed had previously sprawled beneath the city wall, there was nothing but Laurels, their vivid green leaves rippling under the dusky light. They bloomed unapologetically, in stark contrast with their macabre surroundings.
Mundo involuntarily took two steps back, his eyes darting around as suspicion coiled in his gut. He didn't know much about Zed, this shadowless boy who kept emerging in his plans, again and again.
As he retreated, his gaze shifted towards the grandeur of the city's architectural centerpiece, the cathedral.
