The transition into the Old World financial district was marked by a sudden, suffocating increase in structural density and localized biological corruption.
The sprawling, multi-lane avenues of the commercial grid narrowed into deep, claustrophobic canyons of shattered glass and rusted steel. The towering skyscrapers here did not simply lean; they completely converged. Hundreds of feet above the cracked asphalt, the massive architectural crowns of the banking monoliths had collapsed into each other, creating a permanent, jagged ceiling of dead steel.
The bioluminescent flora had completely colonized the artificial cavern. Thick, pulsating vines the size of subway trains spider-webbed across the structural beams, dripping a constant, highly acidic green sap onto the street below.
Ren walked directly through the corrosive rain.
