Walking down the now-filled streets of Blood Moon district, Blade felt much better after what Imelda had previously done. If she was going to be making fun of him whenever they were together then f**k it. Honestly, it looked a bit hilarious when he thought back on it, but right now? He felt like sh*t. Picking a random direction, he decided to observe the various shops in passing.
The magnetic ornaments on the other streets were noticeably clustered and numerous. Hovering holographic reindeer, and magnetic orbs emitting a soft, colorful glow. Each ornament seemed to defy gravity, suspended in mid-air.