As me, Drax, Tyrion, Katniss, and Xhan landed in the village of Luvia with Chico's assistance, we were struck by an eerie silence that hung heavy in the air. The atmosphere was shrouded in darkness, the village seemingly devoid of life and vitality. It was a stark contrast to what we had least expected.
As we got off from Chico's back, their footsteps echoed through the narrow, cobblestone streets, resonating with an unsettling hollowness. The buildings stood in various states of disrepair, their once-colorful facades now faded and worn by time.
The villagers, who emerged hesitantly from their homes, appeared weary and downtrodden. Their eyes reflected the weight of their hardships and the struggle for survival in an unforgiving world. It was evident that Luvia had fallen on hard times.