Night had finally fallen in all its majesty.
Up in the sky, there was an enormous hole in the clouds that spanned the width of the entirety of the City of Zoan.
From it, streaks of silver moonlight poured down.
However, just like in the day, the moon itself was not visible. However, the stars were.
So a rather beautiful, almost otherworldly picture was painted.
Walking down the bustling road, Cain soaked in the atmosphere.
There were demi-humans, regular humans, Hunters, and even contracted beasts or summons walking about freely on the roads.
Valestorm had transformed into a crucible of life.
With the events of the last six months, a lot had changed, not only in the place itself, but in the people as well.
The air bloomed with all sorts of aromas, some more pleasant than others...
But it also smelled of life.
One without fear.
