An eerie atmosphere prevailed as we four walked through the desolated streets of Seoul. Shards of glass from destroyed buildings was strewn on the ground bathed with crimson fluid, seemingly blood. Abandoned cars lined on the forsaken roads and the remnants of a once prestigious and thriving city stood Infront of us reminding us of the chaos that had unfolded. I could feel Han Yihong presence besides me, his ever-vigilant eyes scanning the area carefully for any sign of danger.
''We are almost there,'' Jisoo said glancing back at us with a grin. The quiet streets felt too still. ''Just a few blocks more,'' Hana chimed in, the playful nature still intact'. '' You are going to love our base. It is like a little fortress!'' '' I don't care whether it is a fortress or not, but it just needs to be secure enough,'' Han Yihong replied, his tone overwhelmed with seriousness as always.
