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Duskhand: The Aftermath

Duskhand Bastille Airspace

Githal

November 14th

530th Divine Year

An airship soared through the skies of the Gledea Continent's Githal region, passing between nearby mountains and entering into the airspace of one of the largest cities in the area.

Looking down from above, the passengers in this airship were not greeted with the sight of the Illustrious Duskhand Bastille they all knew, but a scene of devastation like no other.

The area spanning close to fifteen thousand square kilometres, which was once known as the 'Inner City' of Duskhand was now an ashen wasteland, a grim testament to the ravages of an unprecedented calamity.

A few remnants of buildings could be seen on the outskirts, standing like skeletal structures, twisted and charred, reaching desperately towards the desolate sky.

"Good lord…"

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