An hour passed before Erza finally calmed down.
She sat on one of the large pieces of broken stone near the crater, silently staring at her own hands. Her violet eyes were still swollen from crying, but the unstable aura that had surrounded her earlier was gone. Beside her, Isvarn sat quietly with Elena still sleeping peacefully in his arms, giving Erza the time she needed to accept what had happened.
Neither of them spoke.
Across the ruined district, however, the Agency had already begun its work. Search teams moved between collapsed buildings while forensic units marked bodies, collected samples, and recorded every trace of the battle. A city that had been alive only hours earlier now looked like the aftermath of a war.
