The remnants of Purewood stood in stark contrast to the bustling city it once was. The once lively streets were now littered with debris, and the people—many of them wounded and weary—were displaced and uncertain of what to do next. The air was thick with tension and worry as they gathered in small groups, awaiting guidance.
Luke, Mayor Kingsley, and Gareth huddled together, deep in discussion about their next steps. The priority was clear: the safety of the people. But with so much of the city in ruins and no secure place to shelter them, their options seemed limited.
"We need to move everyone somewhere safe," Mayor Kingsley said, his brow furrowed in thought. "But where? The city is no longer secure, and we can't risk staying here."
"But moving them all... it's going to be a massive undertaking. And we can't just send them anywhere. We need somewhere with enough space, and preferably not too far," Gareth nodded in agreement.
