C2481 It's Not over yet

The war had drawn to a close, and the first light of dawn was on the horizon.

The imperial capital still stood silent and stoic, like an ice-cold cadaver, its vacant gaze overseeing all.

The audience was captivated by the scene unfolding on stage, oblivious to the subtle scent of flowers that had begun to permeate the air. The scope of the magical illusion expanded steadily