In another section of the Vault, far removed from the endless grasslands where Sage and his companions had emerged, the landscape transformed dramatically.
Here, the ground was not soft or open but rugged and uneven, littered with remnants of what once might have been a grand ancient city. Towering stone structures stood half-collapsed, their upper sections shattered and leaning at precarious angles, as if something far more powerful than time itself had struck them down.
Wide streets, now buried beneath layers of dust and debris, stretched between the ruins, while cracked pillars lay scattered across the ground like fallen giants.
Some buildings still rose high enough to cast long shadows over the area, yet even they bore deep fractures that ran from top to bottom, giving them a fragile appearance as though they could crumble at any moment.
