The terrain changed from that of a beautiful house interior to that of the scanty street markets of the royal capital of the Southern Kingdom. The last time Mikey was here, the place had been teeming with trade, riches and colors. Now, there was barely any stand selling goods, and the colorful garments that adorned the rich people of the capital were now an eyesore on their malnourished bodies.
Mikey looked to Lucy's red eyes, and nodded to her, she nodded as well, and the two proceeded to the decimated castle before them. Though Mikey was far from knowing the machinations of the Alliance, he had a feeling that the destruction of the palace was more than a message, what was left would be the center of their network. It was nothing but an intuition, but Mikey greatly wanted it to be so.
