Suddenly, Lex held up a hand, signaling Silika to stop. He crouched down, examining the ground.
Fresh scorch marks and the scent of burning metal and blood lingered in the air. The signs pointed to a recent attack.
Lex's expression darkened. "This is the work of Hivefiends. We need to be on guard."
As they cautiously moved through the remnants of the town, the smoke became more pronounced.
It was billowing from the center where a few structures stood, barely clinging to their skeletal frames.
The scene unfolded before them—a cluster of buildings reduced to rubble and engulfed in dark flames.
Lex's jaw clenched at the sight of the destruction wrought by the Hivefiends. Silika gasped, her eyes wide with a mix of horror and disbelief.
Silently, they continued to advance, driven by the need to understand the scope of the devastation.