Above Cloudhaven City, the demonic aura finally cleared completely.
Sunlight, gone for far too long, broke through the clouds and spilled down over the ruined city. But that light did nothing for the wreckage below. It touched the city, and still the bleakness stayed where it was.
More than half of the city walls had collapsed. Blackened scorch marks covered everything, and cracks split through the ground so deep the eye couldn't find the bottom. Broken stone and shattered tiles were piled up like hills.
The streets that had once been packed and lively were nothing now but ruins, and the air was thick with the sharp reek of blood and burning.
The cultivators hidden throughout the city staggered out from wherever they had managed to survive. They looked at the wasteland in front of them, and in every pair of eyes there was the dazed relief of still being alive, pressed right up against grief too heavy to hide.
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