Wrath reached his destination in a straight line of destruction.
The architecture changed again as he crossed the boundary to a special district of the inner ring. The structures in this district felt deliberately different from the rest of the city. They did not sprawl or twist organically, nor did they resemble the crowded, haphazard growth of the outer Abyss. Each building rose with clear intention—obsidian frames reinforced with rib-like bone, angular and restrained, as though chaos itself had been forced into obedience.
At the center of this district stood the hall.
It resembled a colosseum built by someone—or something—that despised the very concept of comfort.
