The last rites concluded with people, families of the dead present at the scene, offering flowers to the monument that was built in their name.
As time passed, the plaza slowly emptied and the people returned to their homes.
Sadness was not as prominent around the city as it was this morning. Perhaps it was the words of the branch manager or perhaps it was the scene of burning coffins at the end, but, some positivity had returned to Westford.
"You know what you want." Reddy and Aria now stood before the association castle which was still open.
The regular function of the association had never stopped until now even with the ongoing problems. They had been doing what they needed to, and what they were supposed to.
Assisting the public, looking after the preparations, looking after the adventurers as well as the nobles and their inquiries about the Naga were happening even right now.
