Karma Is a Witch

Before Lyra's departure, Voidstar No. 1 had been pristine—so immaculate that even the green leaves lining the streets seemed to shimmer with newness.

Now, a chilling transformation was taking hold.

The rhythmic *drip-drip* of liquid echoed, resembling raindrops, but it wasn't rain.

Soon, the once-vibrant green leaves were soaked in blood. Fresh bricks, now baptized in crimson, bore grim testimony to the horror.

Agonized screams and frenzied shouts filled the largest city on Voidstar.

"Hey! Over there! A bunch of 'em! I saw 'em first!"

Space pirates, dressed in white prison uniforms, prowled the streets, hunting soldiers clad in spotless white military attire.

High above, atop one of the tallest buildings, Gino held a bottle of liquor.

Without hesitation, he hurled a military officer off the roof. As the body plummeted, he took a long swig, guzzling the burning liquid.