A month passed.
Thirty days since the earth split open in the heart of Elysium to swallow "Saint Ilarion Hospital," turning it into a volcanic crater emitting the stench of burned flesh and toxic chemicals.
The official press described what happened as a "disaster caused by a gas leak in the old sewage networks that led to a structural collapse."
But in the underworld, and in the corridors of magical intelligence, the truth was whispered with fear that made hearts tremble.
Regional Kings were dead, a fake Saint was beheaded, and thousands of tons of rubble were cleared to reveal human slaughterhouses beyond belief.
Despite this massive destruction, and despite all the investigations, there was one person who felt that a personal, deep, and unforgivable insult had been directed straight at him.
At the highest peak in the city of Elysium, where the central tower pierced the clouds, specifically in the "Grand Office."
