The military convoy entered the Glimmer District and immediately slowed down.
Nobody inside the vehicles spoke.
They did not need to.
The moment they entered the district, they saw the chaos unfolding in real time.
The soldiers stared through the windows, their expressions gradually changing as they took in the scene before them.
The streets that had once been clean and orderly were now covered in blood.
Bodies lay scattered across the roads and sidewalks, some motionless while others still twitched weakly.
Smoke rose from damaged buildings.
Vehicles had been abandoned in the middle of the streets.
Windows were shattered.
Blood flowed along the pavement like streams, gathering around the bodies of those who had fallen.
But what shocked the soldiers the most was not the corpses. It was the people still moving among them.
A group of police officers rushed down the street. For a moment, the soldiers thought they were going to help the civilians.
