The city lay silent and vast beneath the sky, ruins stretching endlessly in every direction.
Skyscrapers and buildings had crumbled into fragmented towers, leaving jagged remains.
Abandoned cars rusted along cracked roads, paint peeling to reveal the metal bones underneath.
Nature had taken over the ruins, with thick vines crawling up shattered walls and trees pushing their way through the cracked asphalt. Grass and wildflowers grew out of the broken pavement, bringing patches of green that made the scene feel less bleak.
Yohan stood atop the roof of a half-destroyed building, gazing across the eerie, yet oddly beautiful, cityscape.
The silent city breathed a quiet calm, interrupted only by the gentle whisper of the wind.
"A destroyed city is really beautiful," he murmured, scanning the scenery below.
Beside him, a low growl broke the silence as Bai, shifted.
