Elsa
We moved cautiously through the area, our small groups navigating the shadows with practiced precision. The intel was correct—there were warriors patrolling, but we managed to avoid detection, slipping past the locales and deeper into the heart of Simone’s territory.
As we advanced, the true state of the place became painfully clear. What had once been a lively and celebrated location had been reduced to a wasteland.
The streets were littered with junkies, their hollow eyes and trembling bodies a stark testament to the devastation Simone had wrought. The air was heavy with despair, the kind that clings to your skin and seeps into your bones.
It broke my heart to see it like this. I couldn’t help but remember the time I had visited this place for a party—back when it was vibrant a
