The once bustling streets were now lined with tents and hastily constructed shelters. The air smelled of herbs and medicine as Fae healers worked tirelessly to mend the wounded. Around them, the hum of activity filled the space with wounded Faeries being tended to, children crying, and families reuniting.
Once teeming with danger, this part of the city had been rid of monsters, and now served as a refuge for the displaced Fae. Despite the dire circumstances, there was an atmosphere of relative calm and order, with rescued Fae being fed warm soup and offered blankets.
Volunteers moved through the crowd, offering comfort, and guiding those in shock to a place where they could settle down and rest. Fires burned in the center of the camp, casting a warm glow as Faeries huddled close for warmth and a sense of safety amidst the chaos.