Rebuilding The Town

Damien and Arielle strolled through the remnants of the once-thriving town. The razed down buildings slowly being replaced by new structures and the old ones becoming renovated as well.

Despite the destruction, signs of hope dotted the landscape—the reconstruction was well underway. Workers, both mercenaries and townsfolk, toiled side by side, lifting beams, laying bricks, and clearing debris after debris.

Arielle, energetic and focused, moved with purpose from one worksite to another. She wasn't officially in charge, but her presence commanded respect.

"Hello, Miss Arielle. How are you today?"

"It's always good to have you grace us with your presence."

Mercenaries greeted her warmly, guards nodded as she passed, and the townsfolk treated her as a trusted figure.

Damien, in stark contrast, followed lazily a few steps behind, his posture relaxed, hands tucked into his pockets.