The sleek black onyx sports car darted through Sector 12, its powerful engine humming as it soared through the night, the sound reverberating across the expansive farmland.
Even at this late hour, the highway lights illuminated the deserted roads, revealing the sprawling fields that flanked both sides—a stunning tapestry of golden grain mingled with darker, more vibrant crops.
"This area is largely desolate," Avendial remarked from his seat in the car.
In contrast to the bustling sectors filled with buildings and urban architecture, this landscape was dominated by farmland, evoking the essence of a quaint village.
Anyone entering this region would be blissfully unaware that it concealed the headquarters of the Nightcrawlers.
Indeed, Aecilia was driving him directly to the location where Leo was being held, confined in what could only be described as a form of imprisonment—a revelation Aecilia had provided earlier.
