•Environmental Science Laboratory, 5th Ward•
Valerian
When Valerian finally regained consciousness, he was standing amidst the ruins and smoldering debris. He had no idea how he got there. All he could remember rushing out the clinic's doors when he heard sounds of suspicious people entering the laboratory then everything was blank. Now, Valerian stood at the foot of the aftermath of a battle that had left chaos in its wake. The air was heavy with the acrid scent of destruction, a lingering reminder of the raw power that had been unleashed.
Valerian's stance exuded a mixture of triumph and satisfaction. He surveyed the scene with a detached yet smug expression, the corner of his lips curling into a cruel smile as he observed the dead bodies lying listlessly on the ground, and the walls of the hallway were marred with blood stains.
Valerian looked grimly at his hands stained with blood.
