Plaleview City. Three hours later.
The command centre lay beneath City Hall, once a crown jewel of Paleview's emergency infrastructure—marble steps, polished obsidian floors, even a chandelier that still hung above, cracked and dangling by a single chain.
The space had been built with grandeur in mind, a mix of authority and elegance designed for high-level officials to coordinate during citywide emergencies.
Now, that elegance was fractured.
Wall panels meant to showcase real-time logistics were shattered, flickering between static and error codes.
The gold trim on the ceiling was scorched black in places. A mural of Paleview's founding fathers was slashed down the middle, claw marks cutting through stone like it was paper.
Crushed consoles and scattered debris lined the perimeter where a scuffle had taken place.
