The war had ended, but the peace that fell upon the city was not complete.
The streets still carried the weight of destruction, the hearts of all still remembered the chaos.
The northern gate was completely destroyed, along with a good part of the city. Houses had collapsed, marks of blood remained on the stones even after countless buckets of water had been thrown.
Days passed, and while the city struggled to rebuild itself, Kyrian remained in his courtyard at the Mu family residence.
He no longer concerned himself with the city, nor mingled with the others to rebuild. He did not care about his name, which was being spoken even more by many people.
He preferred the silence of his courtyard and, above all, the tranquility he felt when training. In his courtyard, he breathed deeply as he saw the whole scene of chaos again.
