{Vy}
Vy wandered through the dimly lit corridors of the abandoned building that she and her companions called home.
The faint echoes of her footsteps reverberated against the cracked walls.
Vy had pale skin and her striking purple eyes and cascading purple hair stood out against the desolate backdrop. She wore simple rags, stained and cut, as even now, after everything that happened recently, she didn't have much in the form of money.
As she passed by makeshift living spaces, Vy checked in with the others here.
Most were Children of Mana like her, but a few were regular humans.
She sat by one of them, offering a reassuring smile and a few words of comfort.
"Hey, how's everyone holding up?" she asked, her voice soft yet filled with genuine concern.
One by one, her friends responded, expressing gratitude for her presence and reassurance.
