Half an hour ago, at the grand cathedral of the City of Saint Rose.
Under the heavy protection of several shadow guards, Olivia hurried towards the square in front of the cathedral.
The air was filled with a foul smell of blood and gunpowder, and the square was littered with limbs and severed arms, all belonging to the city defense soldiers.
"We've finally regrouped..." Tilly greeted Olivia wearily, "I've finished up here, how about you?"
"The chief and Sir Caesar have taken control of the police station, and the detectives are almost filling up the prison, things went smoothly on my side too." Olivia rubbed her temples, her spirit had been highly strained, leaving her exhausted.
"Are you hurt?" Olivia noticed that Tilly was covered in blood.
"It's nothing, it's all from the enemies." Tilly waved it off nonchalantly.
"Did you handle all these?" Olivia looked around at the countless bodies with astonishment.
