The tragic scene on the streets kept them on their toes. As they continued to explore deeper into the Golden Manor into the area where the Ancattero family hall was, the scene became even more gruesome.
There were more bodies and damaged buildings. The central area of the Golden Manor had turned into a battlefield, where collapsed and melted buildings were seen everywhere, riddled roads damaged by explosions were covered in the brownish yellow blood of the Tannaeans as their bodies strewed the place and rotten smell of the dead filled the air. Vivian, who had seen countless deaths, could not help but pull her brows together. The site was not supposed to be a battlefield; it was a sanctuary for a group of recluses, who had never done anything overly evil even during the Mythological era where the otherworldlings were unleashing their brutality at humans. Somehow, they were met with such a brutal end.
