Within the ruins of the displaced city, Ashton's form could be seen dashing through the place, vaulting over ledges and rubbles, leaping and falling silently like a feather, sometime blinking through short distances.
As he roamed the ruins, he kept an eye out for anything that's worth noticing. He had found some materials that he could salvage or in dire need of repair. He kept those within his inventory and kept searching while it's still daytime.
As he ran across the city, he couldn't help but feel a deep seated sadness from within. Just a few days ago, this place had been a bustling and active city.
Its streets were busy and there's all sorts of wonders around. Now, everything's reduces to ashes. The silence was uncomfortable. Coming through the familiar streets, Ashton couldn't help but sigh.