Ansel and Leandro arrived at the scene, but instead of the bustling market that once stood, they were greeted by a charred wasteland.
The town had been reduced to a massive crater, still smoking.
The devastation was overwhelming, and the air was thick with the remnants of destruction.
Ansel's expression hardened as he surveyed the ruins. But when his eyes caught sight of a few survivors huddled near the crater's edge, a flicker of something cold flashed in his gaze.
Several interns stood among the survivors, their faces blank with shock and disbelief. Whatever ideals they once held had been shattered in the wake of this disaster.
When they saw Ansel and Leandro approaching, the interns' eyes darkened with resentment, barely masking the anger boiling within them.
