Max flew straight down toward the Valora Continent, his gaze sweeping across the lands below as memories surfaced unbidden.
The eastern plains, the western trade cities, the northern mountain settlements, the southern coastal regions, and the vast central heartland all looked almost exactly as they had when he left Valora Continent for the Middle Domain.
The scars of war were gone. The broken cities stood whole again. The fields were green. The roads were filled with people.
Everywhere, the continent was bustling with life. Confusion filled the air, mixed with awe and disbelief. People stood frozen in place, staring at their own hands, touching their faces, clutching their chests as they tried to understand what had just happened.
